It was a cold, rainy night in February when you came to us, very sick, tortured, almost dead. God led our policeman friend to you on an Amish farm. Since you were white, he almost didn't see you in that snowbank into which you were cruelly shoved, after some degenerate tried to smother you with cow manure, and left you to die.
I spent 2 whole days nursing you, feeding you with an eyedropper, only to fail you; you died the next day. I hope you can forgive me, sweet, gentle Gandalf. We tried so hard to save you. We wanted you to live so badly, and also to spite that piece of crap who tried to kill you.
It's just not right that you probably only knew love and caring the last few days of your very short life. You probably never had a name; perhaps only the perfunctory, "Cat". We named you Gandalf The White, after the wizard in Lord of the Rings. He died as Gandalf The Grey; but was resurrected from the dead as Gandalf The White--as we really thought you would do--you seemed to get better that Wednesday morning.
Gandalf, you were the bravest cat we've ever met. I want you to know that you are remarkable and you are still loved. Not all humans are evil. I only wish you could have known that much sooner.
You now have a real home. We washed you and wrapped you in a lovely red new blanket, and buried you with tears in our eyes. We will NEVER forget you, Gandalf the White and The Brave. May you be in heaven. And may Hell await that farmer who killed you.
I spent 2 whole days nursing you, feeding you with an eyedropper, only to fail you; you died the next day. I hope you can forgive me, sweet, gentle Gandalf. We tried so hard to save you. We wanted you to live so badly, and also to spite that piece of crap who tried to kill you.
It's just not right that you probably only knew love and caring the last few days of your very short life. You probably never had a name; perhaps only the perfunctory, "Cat". We named you Gandalf The White, after the wizard in Lord of the Rings. He died as Gandalf The Grey; but was resurrected from the dead as Gandalf The White--as we really thought you would do--you seemed to get better that Wednesday morning.
Gandalf, you were the bravest cat we've ever met. I want you to know that you are remarkable and you are still loved. Not all humans are evil. I only wish you could have known that much sooner.
You now have a real home. We washed you and wrapped you in a lovely red new blanket, and buried you with tears in our eyes. We will NEVER forget you, Gandalf the White and The Brave. May you be in heaven. And may Hell await that farmer who killed you.
RIP GENTLE SOUL GANDALF
It's just so heart-breaking. How can supposedly god-fearing people be so cruel?
You didn't fail Gandalf. Because of you and your husband, Gandalf had warmth, love, care - Gandalf had a name. 
that did what he did to Gandalf - may he burn in hell. 
