sometimes i blow at his whiskers just to annoy him...
i poke his fat butt for fun
i showered him with tons of yummy food just to make him happily fat..
his cute face is like a sunflower under the sun...
however.... now he is just like a withering sunflower..
i know a day will come when heaven decides to take him away from him...
for now.. i just wan to accompany him in his last few weeks.. months if he is lucky..
but to watch him slowly wither away as his lump grow and bleed..... its a painful journey...
i know one day i must allow heaven to take him away... but letting go sometimes is just sooo difficult... letting go and accepting fact that some thing tat used to be part of ur life is gone....
It hurt doesnt it?
to carry something on ur belly that itches and weighs a burden...
no matter how many times i told u not to bite it.... u just ignored me..
u are being nottie......
i dont know wat to tell u about ur lump...
i cant promise that u be fine and things will be ok.......