i was 14. i had a kitten his name was aj he was the runt of his litter a black and grey tabby. when he looked at me with his big grey eyes it was love at first sight i begged my father for days to take him home with me i finally won the arguement. i took aj home when he was 3 mons and he sleep on my pillow right beside me i became his mother and he refused to be away from me slept on my chest when i took a bath. we moved and aj couldnt stay inside all day anymore he became an indoor outdoor cat i brought him in every night. since he was outside all the time i gave him baths never got scratched never bit just some dirty looks and an earfull of meows. i had to move and aj had to stay with my dad i came back one day and picked him up i told i loved him and missed him and he bit me and just glared at me. i loved him none the less and felt miserable cuse i knew he felt abandoned. i moved again this time aj with us and dad band aj out of the house all day and night i fought and fought told him that aj was dying on the street he would come home with wounds. i nursed aj back to health went to war with my father. they decided my dad couldnt take care of me anymore and i had to leave...with out my pet. my soulmate really. im 18 now and it still hurts its been 3yrs now no one has seen my aj i came back for him i had a new better home for us both but... he was gone everytime i go back to that neighboorhood i search for him and call out his name. i pray he has found a new home and some one to love him while i cry at night because i was forced to abandoned my love.