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    My cat, David.
  1. My Wonderful Cat, David

    My cat, David died today at 17. She (yes, she, my father named her) has been in my life for my entire life. I love her so much, and I can't believe she's gone. It was so unexpected, yesterday she was fine, but today, she couldn't even stand up straight. We knew she was dying, but we thought we could save her. My family brought her to the vet, I couldn't bear to go. When they came back without her and my mum told me about how they had to put her down, I couldn't stop crying. It was all too much for me. She was my baby, I love her so much. I remember when I sat down in an armchair in my dining room, she always used to jump up, and get her claws stuck in it. I helped her up and she led on my lap and fell asleep. I don't know what to do, I've already become deeply depressed because of David's death, she was a beautiful old cat, I love her and I would do anything to bring her back to me. I'd give anything just for five more minutes with my little baby, just to lie with her and stroke her and hear her purr like she always did. I want her back so much, the house isn't the same without her. I won't ever see her again outside on the window sill waiting to come in. I'd run to the door and open it and see her jump down and trot in. Without her in the house, I cry so much. My heart is broken without her. Knowing I'll never hear her meow or hear her run along past me, or never see her lie and sprawl across the floor next to the heater just makes me so distraught. I can't cope without her, and I don't know what to do. The only comfort I have are the pictures around the house, and knowing she's running and lying about in Heaven. I miss you so much, David. I can't take it without you. Please come back to me. I love you so, so, so much.
  2. My Wonderful Cat, David

    My cat, David died today at 17. She (yes, she, my father named her) has been in my life for my entire life. I love her so much, and I can't believe she's gone. It was so unexpected, yesterday she was fine, but today, she couldn't even stand up straight. We knew she was dying, but we thought we could save her. My family brought her to the vet, I couldn't bear to go. When they came back without her and my mum told me about how they had to put her down, I couldn't stop crying. It was all too much for me. She was my baby, I love her so much. I remember when I sat down in an armchair in my dining room, she always used to jump up, and get her claws stuck in it. I helped her up and she led on my lap and fell asleep. I don't know what to do, I've already become deeply depressed because of David's death, she was a beautiful old cat, I love her and I would do anything to bring her back to me. I'd give anything just for five more minutes with my little baby, just to lie with her and stroke her and hear her purr like she always did. I want her back so much, the house isn't the same without her. I won't ever see her again outside on the window sill waiting to come in. I'd run to the door and open it and see her jump down and trot in. Without her in the house, I cry so much. My heart is broken without her. Knowing I'll never hear her meow or hear her run along past me, or never see her lie and sprawl across the floor next to the heater just makes me so distraught. I can't cope without her, and I don't know what to do. The only comfort I have are the pictures around the house, and knowing she's running and lying about in Heaven. I miss you so much, David. I can't take it without you. Please come back to me. I love you so, so, so much.
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