This is my cat simba. He was my first kitty. He was only 3 yrs young when he had to cross the bridge. He suffered with cancer for a yr and a half before the pain became too much for him to bear. It was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. I loved on him kissing him saying it was OK. As the doctor walked in I knew it was real. She put the need in his arm and said "he's going to fall asleep now" I watched the life go from his eyes instantly. He just went limp in my arms he was gone. That very moment haunts me still. I cried uncontrollably for hours. I miss him so much. I hope he will remember me when I see him again. And most of all I hope I done the right thing and he will understand.
