Hey guys, remember the story part where it said 'new cat!'? Well that cat is dead and I cannot stop thinking about him. The cat's name was Kioshii, we called him ki ki. He was telling sweetest little kitten you would ever meet. The reason why he was so special to me was because every time I'd read a story on Wattpad, id lay down on the bed and he'd follow and just read with me or knock the phone out of my hand for attention. He'd know when something happened and I was down and he'd make my day better just by giving me a look saying 'youre not okay and I'm gonna help you' He'd was the kitten who'd stay up with me all night just stealing my food which annoyed me but now I'd rather just have that instead of this.
I'd never think it'd actually come to this. He suddenly got sick and just in 2 weeks he went from the loving kitten I said who was my child to him laying in a box waiting to be buried.
I don't know what to do now because he meant everything to me and just 3 days ago everything bad was tumbling upon me and he'd come to me and make me happy just by me giving me attention. Now kioshii tumbled upon me too but this one just hurts the most. He was the closest thing I had a shoulder to cry on at least.
I think I've failed him, I should've acted sooner to his sickness instead of dealing with other things
He was 9 months old when he died, it seemed like only yesterday I was handed to him. For fucks sake the cat had a seizure in front of me. I tried and tried to help him but my best wasn't enough. I feel like I've failed him, And I did, no one can tell me otherwise.
that cat has helped me countless times and while he was dying I couldn't even save him. I miss him so much.
Here is his first picture I had took for him
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