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CALCIFER
Escaped Evil Beka's ex-boyfriend's house...
[Nearly] Evaded a car...
Outwitted Nature...
Killed by cold.
I loved him so much. And I know that it is only a little funny to write that (above) but it is so true. And Everyone loved Sirius Black.. And Everyone loved Calcifer. He was the best cat I could ever ask for.
His heart was a little bigger (maybe) than a quarter. He lived about 3 years. I am very glad I was no here when he passed away. Kat was there, and she did the very best, and I know she did. And I thank her everyday that she was there, and that she was the one taking care of him, that he did have someone that I was connected to, and that shared the same beliefs as me, and cared just as much as I did for him, and all animals. Mostly I'm glad he wasn't alone, and wasn't in any pain.
I have a few regrets sadly. Apart from not having enough time, and not taking him to the vet more often. I regret my treatment of him towards the end. I regret not playing with him enough, not petting him enough, and petting bumbles a little bit more. I know that I didn't know he would be leaving me, but that shouldn't matter. He deserved just the same amount of attention, if not more. He deserved my love, not my annoyance. He deserved more kitchen floor lovin' and cuddlin' more than my pushing him away. And I'm really sorry I did that. I hope he knows that.
I cry after things die, but then that is the last cry for that thing. I've cried so many times, it is understandable, but it hurts. I'm in pain just thinking about him and how he isn't here, how I can't hold him any more. Sometimes I'll zone out and think about him in my lap, and I wish I could feel him.. pet him.. hear his insanely loud purr. Words can't express how much I miss him.
Escaped Evil Beka's ex-boyfriend's house...
[Nearly] Evaded a car...
Outwitted Nature...
Killed by cold.
I loved him so much. And I know that it is only a little funny to write that (above) but it is so true. And Everyone loved Sirius Black.. And Everyone loved Calcifer. He was the best cat I could ever ask for.
His heart was a little bigger (maybe) than a quarter. He lived about 3 years. I am very glad I was no here when he passed away. Kat was there, and she did the very best, and I know she did. And I thank her everyday that she was there, and that she was the one taking care of him, that he did have someone that I was connected to, and that shared the same beliefs as me, and cared just as much as I did for him, and all animals. Mostly I'm glad he wasn't alone, and wasn't in any pain.
I have a few regrets sadly. Apart from not having enough time, and not taking him to the vet more often. I regret my treatment of him towards the end. I regret not playing with him enough, not petting him enough, and petting bumbles a little bit more. I know that I didn't know he would be leaving me, but that shouldn't matter. He deserved just the same amount of attention, if not more. He deserved my love, not my annoyance. He deserved more kitchen floor lovin' and cuddlin' more than my pushing him away. And I'm really sorry I did that. I hope he knows that.
I cry after things die, but then that is the last cry for that thing. I've cried so many times, it is understandable, but it hurts. I'm in pain just thinking about him and how he isn't here, how I can't hold him any more. Sometimes I'll zone out and think about him in my lap, and I wish I could feel him.. pet him.. hear his insanely loud purr. Words can't express how much I miss him.