i dont even feel like telling the story again,
but on mothers day, yesterday, while i was there
my cat passed away.
i found elliot on the floor in the garage not being able to breath.
almost seemed like he wanted to throw up.
i called the emergency hospital and corey, my mom and i drove him there.
he was stil not breathing right, he kept looking at me, and i kept screaming his name.
then he would seem to wake up a little.
when we finally go tthere he gave his last struggle, he knew where we were.
he jumped out of my hands and onto the floor we he just layed.
he breathed deeply as if not enough oxygen was getting in.
they rushed him in the room and then latert he vet came out.
she said elli had passed away, i didnt believe it.
i cryed so much to the point where i wanted to cry but i couldnt.
i went in to see his body and i couldnt control it.
i freaked out, he was only 8 years old and incredibly healthy.
they said he might of got stung by a bee or spider and gotten an allergic reaction.
he kept on looking at me damnit, wanting me to help him, and i couldnt do anything.
he would try to talk to me when i would scream his name, he held in for me.
the whole car ride he stared at me as his tongue got bluer and bluer.
if i would of gone in with him maybe he wouldnt of given up.
i miss him soooo much.
he was the best fuckin cat ever, and youd know if you met him.
corey was some great support as much as my mother.
i feel bad that it ruined my moms day and that she feels guilty for his death.
R.I.P. Elliot Oh?! (1995-2003)