Sebastion ,
I only knew you for half of your very short three years . My only hope is that the 18 months that you spent with me was ok for you . I tried my best to make up for the first part of your life…being bounced from home to home and mistreated only because you were a cat …no one not even an animal should have gone through what you had to go through . I wonder what you thought as I took you home , were you scared of the abuse you thought might come or the neglect . How surprised were you to finally find a place called home , a place called love .
My dear friend to who I owe so much , I miss you and the little things you did…like standing by the empty food dish when you were hungry , or scooting it of the table if it sat there to long . My friend I just hope you realize I did what I did to keep you from being in pain your last few weeks , it was best to put you to sleep than to watch you waste away from cancer. My friend I remember how you put you paws on my cheeks as you gave me one last hug as you slipped into a deep peaceful sleep that you would never return from , good-bye my friend…good-bye
your friend
| Sebastion |
| 15, Mar 1993 |
| Chris Harris |