I adopted my kitty 9 years ago.. He was more like a person than a cat. We have always bonded and through a break up and moving back home with my parents he has always been there. He loved going outside and cuddling. I miss his smell his licks.

One night my mom called and told me to come home she had to tell me something. I thought she just wants to talk about this and that nothing important. After a couple of beers went home and my mom told me. Kitty was rushed to the vet office. He passed away the vet said it happened to his cat too. There was nothing they could do.

I don't know how to live with out him. He was my child....My mom got a puppy before kitty past and I think he helps me everyday.