our own little baby kitty, who we called poo and a million other pet, endearing names, was hit by a car this morning and passed away. here is a montage of her life with us (this is a from a different online journal and this montage has been eaten by internet gremlins):
she was a mere year and a half old. she shouldn’t have had to go through this. i hope that she didn’t suffer much. i had to take her this afternoon to the vet to have her body disposed of. i got to pet her one last time. her fur was still soft she was just so very lifeless and cold and stiff. i felt her belly and she must have sustained major internal injuries and bled out into her belly. her poor belly was all distended with blood. my poor, poor baby.
there just are no words.
sad.
crying.
RIP, dear pixie. i will never forget you.
have peace.
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