She didn't realize she was going, they told us, but that's never truly the case. When you're going, you can sense it.
She held her mother the whole time, tears dotting her fur, and finally went stiff. She never stopped looking into her eyes
She was one month away from turning twenty, and now she's passed away.
She's buried on a secluded green hill with other beloved pets. It's a peaceful spot, I don't think I could have asked for anything nicer. I just wish I could have been there when she passed away.
You may think I'm overreacting a bit, that it was 'just a cat', but Appalonia was anything but. I grew up with her. She watched me grow up, she was there for me when I was hospitalized, she would let me pet her when I felt sad...she was there for all my breakdowns and all my relapses, all my recoveries and all my happier days, Appalonia saw it all. From the day I was born to the day she passed away, that cat was there for me.
I'm going to miss you, grumpy dreadlock kitty. I'm going to miss the teeny brown birthmark on your right cheek. I'm going to miss your fluffy paws I was forbidden to touch.
I'm going to miss you.
1997-2016