My Little Furry Angel

Johnny

This is not a story about a lover,friend, or family. Just a cat. But not any cat. This cat was my everything. I didn't have that many friends in freshman year so I am pretty lonely. Everyday I'd go home on the same bus with the same bitch of a bus driver. Stressed thanks to all the stupid homework I had. But as soon I stepped in, there she was, waiting for me, like a loyal dog. I would always go into the kitchen to grab a bite to eat and sit on the floor. Then she would pop up from behind me. Purring and rubbing against me like I was catnip. She'd eventually roll on top of me and fall asleep on my belly while kneading my shirt. And as I looked at this little tabby cat, all emotions of the world washed away and I instantly grew joy and love for her. I felt that she was all I needed. This pretty much happened every day after school. Frequently when I was alone, sad and depressed she would show up and give me some of her magical affection. At school all I could think about was getting home to be with her and away from the real world.
When I left for summer camp after school ended it was hard to stay happy away from the one reason I wanted to be in the world. A couple weeks later I was sad to leave the friends I had made and all the cute girls I flirted with, but happy to be back with my cat. Then I was hit with reality when I got home. Turns out a while after I left she got sick. Really sick. A week later we took her to the vet and she was diagnosed with kidney failure. With very heavy and expensive medical treatment, she might live, two months most likely. She would still suffer though. So after a week of seeing her struggle to survival, only to move to just barely lap water or eat food, we put her to sleep.
I had this weird feeling she would be back tomorrow morning to greet me with the usual tender affection. That this was all just a nightmare I was waiting to wake up from. But when I did wake up without seeing her, it hit me, hit me really hard and painful. She was gone, forever never to return to purr in my arms. This huge empty hole that was sure to never be filled again. I barely made it through the rest of summer. Only to sleep, cry, and eat. Of course when school came I just hid the horrible pain and suffering. Trying to look like any other high schooler. My life will never be the same without her.