Rip My Kitten
She run she played
Cuddled into me on bed
She always knew how to behave.
So soft and smooth her fur
She never resisted to purr.
One night she fell ..
At just twenty four weeks I left her there
In garden once with her step mum cat .. Though every day she slept by me but that night
She got hurt.
Quickly. We took her to vets
they tried helping her
but there was nothing guaranteed that could have been done to save her ..
She probably but not certainly wouldn't walk nor pee nor be pain free ..
She has suffered she had so much pain ...
Decision ..
Keep her in pain and hope she heals?
Or let her pass away with peace ..
Just leaving us in miss
They informed us about the severity..
It was the reality.
That uncertainty..
In This society
Who was right? The one she did bite ?
Nothing in this world would be done free..
Who ever done this to her will be at knee ..
Operation expensive unknown fate ... there's no reverse
They took the syringe
It made no sense ..
We let her sleep.
I hope she is happy where she is
And
Know she is always in our hearts.
My. My mums my sisters my step dad's.
Life's always going to extract the best creatures .
Innocent ones to go to light.
We need to live with consequences.
All will just fade
Over and over till our fade is made.
In memories of Kasha 22Oct.16
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