She would always curl up next to me on my bed, sit on my lap when I was in my chair, and always feed me attention and love. Times with her were great, she was the only thing that made me happy. But it seems that god decided to make July 7th 2022 a dark day for me. Before we put her down, she struggled to get around our house as she was blind, and it was heartbreaking to watch. On the morning of July 7th, my mum made me stay home from school, and I saw my dad digging a hole in our backyard, next to another cat we had buried from years ago.

I didn't think of it as much, but later on during the day, it clicked to me why these things had happened, and all the day I had felt pure sadness, an I knew it was Kitten's time. When we took her to the vet, the vet had a look at her and almost intantly came to the conclusion that it was best for her to be put to sleep. I was asked if I was okay with this decision. Knowing I didn't want to see her go, but had no other choice, I agreed to have her go to sleep.

My dad and I had been taken into another room, along with kitten, and she was made to lay down in my lap. She got injected with something that made her sleepy, and she flopped over in my lap, with her head laying on my leg. then the nurse injected her with something that made her heart stopped. And withing seconds, she died in my arms, whilst looking at me.

It's something I will never forget. After the appointment, we took her home, for her to be put in an urn my dad made, and she got buried in that hole he dug. It feels like I've had a piece of me ripped from me. She meant everything to me, and now I can only experience her presence from memories.