It has been two days since my cat passed. It is hard, but I know he was not himself and old and had to go. It has been difficult because he died in my arms, it took a while for him to pass and it seemed really hard on him. I went from “God please don’t let him go” to “God take him now this is enough”. Death is only pretty in the movies or when someone or something is under the influence of drugs. Ah, it kills me to think about it. I buried him the same day. I wanted to keep him around, but I know I would have never got rid of him and the neighbors would begin to wonder what that smell was. I miss Bodie a lot. My feet are cold at night, I don’t hear him meow for me. I open the door to silence. Thank you Bodie for being my friend and like my kid. People think pets are dumb. They never had one I am sure. He was a “person” all to himself. An individual, with likes and dislikes. Expressive and aloof. Most of all, he was nothing but love.
I miss you my friend,
| Rob |