Yesterday my cat Patas Negras (Blalck Paws) didnt show up in the morning as usual. We waited some time to look for him, hoping for him to show up. It didnt happen so we started to look out for him around the neighborhood but there was no clue about him. We thought that he was just playing in the backyard of someone so we waited hoping for the best. This morning i went to college and my mom kept asking around with a photo of the cat until she talked with a neighbor a couple houses ahead. He found him dead outside his house and decided to bury him in his backyard. Later that morning my dad called me and told me about Black Paws, after that i called my mom to talk about it and cried all the way back from college to my house. I feel awful about it because i will never be able to play, pet or sleep with him again.
I never cried this much even when my first dog or my grandmother died.
I found up this forum to share my grief with someone who loved animals as much as i do.
This was my beautiful cat. Rest in peace Patas Negras, i will always miss you with all my heart.
Thank you for reading.
Pd: I dont usually talk in english, some part may sound a little weird but i hope you can understand.