friday, we went to sam's house to finalize "moving in" stuff. met up with her dad and step mom, talked, hung out, came home...then i get a call that sam's dude pushed her down and she was scared he was coming back, so we raced over there and spent the night. saw a movie, hung out, got no sleep, started to get a migraine...then comes saturday
saturday: i took a dissolving tab for a migraine that sam gave me, DIDN'T work. i was dizzy and sick ALL day. couldn't sit up without then throwing up, thought we were gonna have to make an ER run, but i ended up getting over it (12 hours after the initial dose) didn't get home till 2 in the morning.
then sunday: as i was still kinda sick, i didnt feel like doing anything, but we had to inform my parents of the official move. after that goes smoothly, my mom informs me the cat has been peeing blood for 2 days (while i was gone :( )
monday: spent the whole day sad and crying, knowing this would be the last day i had with my cat. gave him a good brushing (of course all the fleas are gone now), fed him fancy things, let him sleep all over me.
this morning, i woke up and carried him to the vet, didn't let him go until they were injecting the shit. i held him as he left me...
im so sad that i lost my little guy. i watched him be born, i helped him when he broke himself as a kitten and was in different casts for weeks on end. i spoiled him, i dressed him up, i played with him, i loved him...he was the best cat.
i can't believe i had him for almost 18 years. i was 7 when i got his mom, she gave birth to them within 6 months of getting her, and he outlived them all: mom, brother, our dog. he was the sweetest, snuggliest, best cat ever, and im so sad hes gone. this small house suddenly seems big and empty without him around...
ill try and pick things up again tomorrow...
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