Henry

Im knew here, this happened a while ago, when I was 11.
My parents cat at the time was a long haired ginger called henry. I was very close to him and used to refuse to go to sleep until Henry had come and tucked me in. He used to lie next to me until he thought I had fallen asleep and then sneak out.
The day before I was due to go on holiday, Henry was sat on my knee, this is normal. But then he lay his head across my arm and looked at me in a way ive never seen him look. I burst out crying, but i didnt know why. The next day at the car on the way to our family holiday in france, i didnt want to leave him, I had never done this before. I found some fur on my clothes, held on to it and said "if i dont let go of this fur, then he will be ok when i get back" Id lost it before id got even half way to the port. (lol).

Henry went downhill very quickly, as soon as we had left the neighbours knew something was wrong. They took him to the vet, he had a tumour, they put him down. He was gone before i got home. I dont know where they buried him.

Its amazing what they know, and its amazing how much they can tell you.

and no matter how long it's been, you still miss them ... i completely understand. each one of them is utterly unique and lets us see a part of ourselves we were unaware of or unfamiliar with. they are a precious gift. i am sorry for your loss.
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Awww I can tell how much you loved Henry I'm sure he is watching over you

There is never a day that goes by that I don't think of my special cats that have passed on. It shows how much we loved them.

RIP Henry

I Posted about my first Cat Frisky that died in 1979. They will never be forgotten. you must have loved him alot.