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A tribute to my cat
Watching you sick makes me sick.
You’re helpless and struggling and existing,
The doctor says nothing may work,
but we hold on.
Everything’s normal still.
Just a scare that lingers.
Eat, drink, collapse, relocate,
Animals are a blessing and a curse,
It comes with time.
This is the time, and I was partially prepared.
A piece of you and me are taken away,
No matter how much I pray.
I don’t believe when other people say they pray for anything and everything,
but I really do.
I did for Dad.
It’s temporarily valued,
everyone knows the truth.
I feel so many things crawling onto the ground across from you,
Your eyes dark, somber and barely open,
Your fur shaved in odd spots.
Your energy low and weak.
I loved you sitting in the window calling for us.
I loved you sitting on the armoire begging for a kiss.
I still love you.
Nothing really changed, though.
No one said, “It was a close call.”
You would have stayed if that was the case.
Money spent, hope gained.
I wish you less pain.
We’re constantly previewing what’s yet
You never reflect until
My scent lingers around the house,
but he remains behind the couch.
but loyalty remains.
Don’t buy animals,
Unless you want to bury them.
That’s part of being an adult.
Every time I linger on the edge,
It’s to see his fur rise,
just a little bit
I wish it was as easy as
But I don’t know.
He’s back to normal,
But breathing heavier.
Where’s the progress?
The dim, dark, dull day
took you away,
and from your pain.
Peaceful you lay at the start of the
but uncomfortable until.
We knew it would come.
You were there for it all.
The good and the bad.
I’m sorry you suffered,
but you had your lasts.
May wherever you go
there be comfy couches and
much dirt to roll in.
My black and white buddy.
The big, fat cat with the
big, fat heart.
I thank you for your kisses,
love, and memories.