RIP Fluffy
Remember the last time I wrote that Fluffy was sick? Unfortunately, the medication did not work and I was about to take him to another vet this afternoon but it was too late.
I was in school when my dad called me to inform me that he died. Prior to this I sent an SMS asking on how he was doing and my dad said he’s still alive and resting. When the news came, I was leaning my head against the fire extinguisher cabinet and then went to the ladies’ room and cried like a baby. When I went back to the classroom, the instructor I’m working with gave me a long stare but thankfully she did not say anything.
3 years. It was too short, but despite of this I’m grateful for his presence in my life.