Well, I'm a human male with access to the internet.
This is my cat. I love my cat. I wish she could live forever. Sadly, she won’t. Oh my goodness that thought has been bothering me for the past few days. I can’t live without her. “She’s just an animal,” you may say. Yes, but she’s so much more than that to me. Sweetie (that’s my cat’s name if you didn’t catch on) sleeps with my almost every night. We often fall asleep holding hands… paws… (laugh all you want, it’s cute, ok?). She loves me unconditionally and I don’t even feed her. No matter the time of day, she’s in a good mood. When I’m down, she is the greatest pick-me-up I could ask for.
She has to die, though. I hate it, but she has to eventually. She is in the latter half of her life. Some day, it’s going to happen. I just don’t know what to think about that. I really shouldn’t dwell on it.
