A Crazy Boy's Life!

Missing you...

It's been a month without you, my sweet Min. I can't stop myself from crying. It hurts so much to see you not here, laying next to me. When I don't feel good or not having a good day, there is no one to sit there and purr. Or make me smile.

Yes, your brother Jay - he's doing great. And I love him too. But there was something special about you, Min. You weren't an average cat - you were unique. And always made all my friends laugh and all the company. They can't believe your gone either. As much p-mails, stars, and love that we get is not anything near to replace you.

A young one, of only four years and had to live your last week/month in pain. I'm sorry we couldn't do anything about that Min, and I'm sorry we held off because we never wanted it to have to end like this. I had to put you out of your misery, I couldn't let you suffer like that. It was hurting me as much as it was hurting you. And sometimes I wished it was ME going through that instead of you. I never wanted you to have to suffer or become sick.

You were my first cat. I will never forget you. Even though four years doesn't seem that long, it does to me. It's those years and days I will cherish. You are the one that kept me going everyday. You were the one that sat in front of the door, waiting for me to come home from school. I knew you loved me too.

On your last day...you did something that made me smile and cry. You purred. You haven't done that for weeks. I knew that you were saying thank you for all that I've done for you.

I miss you each and everyday. But I know you are here. You are in your box. Where each and every loving peice of you is. You are my miracle cat and I will never forget you. I love you.