My sweet cat died Tuesday, well...I had her put down. I didn't want to, but she was sick...I could tell. I wanted to grab her carrier and bolt from the vets office, I wanted to sneak out the door in the exam room. Anything, but do what I know was coming. Renal Failure.
I have been alternating between numbness and sobbing for the last 3 days, she was my child...I had her since she was 8 weeks old. She was my family, the family that has died off one by one. She was my last tie to the man I loved, born at his parents. Fourteen years...fourteen.
NO I DON'T WANT YOUR FRIENDS FUCKING KITTEN!!!!
If your child died would you go right down to the fertility clinic to get pregnant so you can replace it??
She wasn't a thing, she can't be replaced!! LET ME MORN MY BABY!
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