-tear-

My cat Opie went to the emergency vet, but didn't see the ride back.

I miss him so much.

They were in the process of healing him...when his bladder exploded.

The people at the hospitial made a mold of his paw print for me to have. My dad buried him in our backyard so I could visit him unlike I can my dog.

Opie was MY cat. I'll miss the extra pressure on my pillow at night and the constant mew-ing waking me up better than an alarm clock.

My grandpa is probably yelling at him to "catch the damn mouse, not run away from it".

I love you Opie.
My little scardy cat.