Coconut is not doing well. He's mewing, loudly, and those of you who know him know he doesnt talk. He's been sick and I'd been hoping he would last longer. But I just know its only a matter of time now. I'm afraid he won't make it to his put down appointment. He's been my best friend for over 17 years and now I have to say goodbye. Not 3 weeks ago, we had to put down my mom's cat. Dad's sick,I lost my job. I feel like I'm falling into a big black hole. The only light is my trip. I hate being depressed and crying and being a jerk. But that's how I feel now that everything seems to be falling apart. I have to hold on. I know things will get better. But do the cliche's about dark and storm ALWAYS have to be true? Anyway. I leave you with a picture of my best furry friend, taken only last week, when he was still himself.