Last night one of my cats died. I had her since she was born, she was one of the babies from my cat, Evil. Her name is Bat. I named her that when she was a tiny little thing because her face looked just like a bat's face...lol...I knew I was going to keep her shortly after she was born, she always cuddled up and fell asleep on my lap. She turned 9 last month.
I knew early yesterday she was dying, she could barely move and her eyes were all glazed over. I sat with her and pet her for a while then left her alone. She was curled up on a blanket in a box downstairs. later in the evening, she ended up curling up under the basement steps...I could barely reach her but I petted her some more and talked to her...I went to check on her again at about 10:00 last night and she was gone.
I held her and cried my eyes out. I wrapped her in a paper bag and buried her by candlelight in a nice little area on the side of my house and put flowers on top of the dirt.
I'm just so sad, she was such a sweet little cat.
RIP, Bat ~ April 2000 - May 2009
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