Author: tamika

Gizmo I remember how you would always make me feel better and you would never would give up on trying to stel your brothers food. I remember how you would sit right next to me even if you wanted to go. You would always be there for me whether it means missing 1 feeding times just be with me. I remember the way you would need me and how you would purr like a car engine. I will always remember you like the day you got your shot and you did not look happy + when you had your first bath you looked like a wet rat. Until you had a blockage and a horrble and we had to give you all those surgys and the vet had to put you too sleeep leaving us in so much pain and you leaving us …you were the best cat ever …

 

Gizmo gone but never forgotten .
What do you do when a good friend dies? Do you lash out in anger or curse at the sky. Or gasp hard denial, the means of the weak, in an effort of kindle the comfort you seek.

what do you do when good friend dies? Ones lives birth so precious, gives chest final wise. In haste you take blame, no other at falut. You kneel upturned earth and deem all happiness to halt.

What do you do when a good friend dies. When with him the times, both good and bad lie do you cast aside the past, for memories hurt much too much, or stuggle for the last lingering touch.

What do you do when a good friend dies when all of the tears have all but been cried. No matter how much, no matter hard you try the only good thing
is to say farewell and goodbye.