This afternoon I said goodbye to my first ever cat, Catdaddy or Cyber. I remember I begged and begged for a cat when I was eleven. I begged my mother, and she finally caved. I found him on the ASPCA website and IMMEDIATELY fell in love. I went to pick him up, and he was mine. He had this beautiful spot on his head, and we would always call him a dirty snowball. Because he was pure white with only a couple of spots. I remember being a pre-teen and whispering secrets in his ear so that no one else knew. When I cried, we would snuggle up. He made my childhood great, and he taught me so much responsibility at a young age. We had our ups and downs, but he made me smile so much. He got along so well with my kitten when I got her, he adored her. He was always in my business when it came to ice cream. And he always begged for pieces of Turkey when I made my sandwiches. He was my first pet and my first love. My first furry child. It hurt my soul to have to make the decision to put him down. When I saw his little perfect pink nose turn pale, my heart immediately broke into pieces. I whispered how much I loved him as he crossed the rainbow bridge today. I held him so close to me. It just felt like a piece of me died along with him. I already miss him so much already, it just feels so strange after 15 years, he's just gone. I love you, Catdaddy. Mommy loves you so so much. I hope I see you in the afterlife, I'm gonna spoil you so much.
