I would like to share the story about my cat Alex’s
life with everyone.
He was the best cat anyone could ever ask for and I’m lucky I had him.
I am now 13 years old but I was 9 when Alex died.
He was a kind of a fat cat and when he got skinny and
stopped eating we knew something was wrong.
We were right…Kidney Failure.
But I don’t like to remember him that way.
I like to remember all of the happy times my family and
I shared with him.
I remember how he would lay on my bed with me at night
and stay until I fell asleep.
I loved him so much I guess it was because he was the only
animal that I had ever had when I was younger.
I used to think he was boring because during the day he
would sleep and he was scared of almost everything.
I remember one day when my older sister Nikki held him
near the ceiling fan that he was already scared of
from the groung so you could imagine how scary it was
for him to be so close to it.
He clawed Nikki in the face and on the arms and it looked
like it hurt..bad. She was okay though.
I had been exposed to Alex all of my life since he was
older than me.
He was about my sister’s age at the time.
When Alex passed away it was because of kidney failure.
There were many signs that he was sick but we couldn’t
understand them at first.
The first thing that happened was that he jumped up on the
kitchen counter a place he never went and had his paw under
the faucet.
The second sign was that he wasn’t eating.
Now Alex was a pretty good eater.
When it was time for him to eat he cleaned the bowl.
So that’s when we started to wonder.
He had also gotten really skinny and normally he was fat.
One night he came into my room and started to meow.
Normal behavior to me but then he collapsed on my floor,
near my bed.
He wasn’t dead he just didn’t have enough strength to
move anymore. The next day we took him to the vet.
A I was sitting in the waiting room I started to
cry hysterically. I knew it was the worst for him.
In the back of my mind I sort of had a feeling it was time for
him to go and that he was going to die there.
When my mom came out of the room that Alex was in
crying I knew it was bad.
I went in and saw my cat on the table and they said they
were going to have to put him to sleep.
I gave him a hug and a kiss and said good-bye
and fell into my dad crying.
I went to my godmothers house after that.
My parents told me that my dad held Alex while they put
him to sleep and that my dad started to cry.
It was very hard on all of us.
We buried him soon after that in my grandmothers back yard,
in the woods near my dad’s cat Sam.
When we got home Nikki was crying and she was upset that
no one had called her and told her about Alex.
We will all get over it in time but his memory
will never be forgotten.
I LOVE YOU ALEX!!!
LOVE ALWAYS AND FOREVER
Jessie
| Alex |
| Jessie |