R.I.P. Shadow – 2003-2012
I’m a bit upset right now, I just found out less than an hour ago that my cat died.My cat had been there to comfort me as I grew up through one of the most importent parts of my life, becoming a teenager. I was just turning 13 when we got him, and I still remember the first day we brought him home.
Whenever I was sad he would come up and comfort me and I felt safe, I felt like I wasn’t alone. Growing up with depression wasn’t easy, but I always knew that he would be there to comfort me and make me feel happy.
When I moved away I would still see my cat, and pet him and cuddle with him and he was the happiest damn cat in the whole world, and when I moved down from Michigan to Illinois I promised Shadow I would come back and see him.
Over the past month he had a kidney stone and needed surgery. After the surgery my mom says that he just wasn’t the same, that he was getting sicker, that she didn’t know if he would recover.
Last Sunday she came home to Shadow laying in the bed, he waited for her, then took his last breath.