Aren't you supposed to be happy on snow days...?

My cat is dying.
My cat, who has lived with me my whole 12 years of life, is dying.
He can't stand.
He can only move his head.
And I can't stop the tears.
Clyde William is dying.
My counselor that doesn't try to tell me what I'm doing wrong.
The only person I can talk to without feeling insecure.
He's 19.
Not even 20 yet...
And dying. My baby is dying.
I can't take this....