12-03-2004, 09:30 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: Home of the Nittnay Lions
Posts: 910
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Trying to find some Closure
I am 20, and when I was 6 months old an orange and white kitten wondered into the back yard... and wouldn't go away. We say he adopted us. His name, Magic (Max for short). I remember growing up with him. When we ate dinner, he was right there waiting to see what scraps he'd get. Over the summer he'd bring us birds and squirls he'd caught, i guess in his own little cat way it was him giving us a gift. And every night he would come sleep on my bed with me, purring away softly. He was my baby, one of the family. And yesterday morning I had to say goodbye.
I know it's only been just over 24 hours since I put him down, but it hurts and i miss him terribly. It feels like a part of me is missing. Lastnight i cried myself to sleep in the arms of my bestfriend. And I find that at random little things that remind me of him I can't help but cry.
When i found this thread, and read what you all had written I figured i could share my story with you. So thanks for listening.
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