Today my beloved strayed senior cat (8-9 years old) died from a disease. A few days ago he looked just fine. But, yesterday, he came to us in the evening with almost dried blood all over his mouth and a very thin stomach as if he hadn't eaten for like a week. From his condition, I knew someone beat him.
I immeditely wiped the blood from his mouth. He was purring softly as I wiped his mouth. Then, I was taken aback by his sudden gentle gaze toward me. It was full of loves and I felt he was like gently smiling at me as if he knew that we still love him.
And then suddenly, out of nowhere, my heart felt like being squeezed tightly and tears were flowing from eyes. I didn't know why generally, but deep inside my heart I knew that smiling gaze was his last goodbye to us. Anyway, it was raining hard that evening. I felt it also the sign.
I took him to the vet the next morning. We couldn't take him yesterday because the nearest vet clinics that has doctor and equipment for emergency case were early closed because it is weekdays.
Today, the doctor and medics did everything they could do. They also showed me the problem and I was right. Someone beat him. And today, he died in the evening. All I could do is giving my sorrow to the universe while crying like crazy. Ah, yes, now I have puffy eyes due to over crying.
R.I.P Pepi my forever sweet little baby boy. You will always in my heart.
P.S. I found a soothing poem by David Romano titled If Tomorrow Starts Without Me. Omg...I was crying out loud while reading it.
Good night, journal~