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Kody was a a spare of the moment getting a kitty..o i fell in love with him. My mom says i bonded with him so closely that he thought i was his mommy cat..he followed me every where slept close by me he loved when my arm was stretch out so that he could curl in it. He would cry if i didnt come to bed on time. But recently kody started spraying so i decided that i would get him nueter..as the night aproach for it to come. I had a feeling this would b my last night with him. I told my mom say god bye because he stayed with my mom during the day while i was at work, and as she prayed over him i thought this could b her last time seeing kody. But then i didnt want to think negative so i tried to shut that out my mind.. later that night we climb n bed and i just stared at him and told him to come back home to me.. i had a weird feeling..morning. came alarm rang, i didnt want to give in and get up and take him.. he was very different that morning of surgery..he was quiet too..i pick him up prayed over him and put him n carrier..as we got to the s.p.c.a i was nervous more for kody because he got scared quickly..they weighed him i held him sang to him and doctor cme to check his heart she kinda double check n it made me concern a lil but she said he was healthy..but all i remember is when she pick him up he was so scared his whole bottom half was curled in..i told the docyor he gets scared easy she said they all do..i left hoping not to get a call i did two hours later i listen to message they said. Have an emergency with kody call us back i prayed god please let him live..they called back right away i answer she said kody passed..i scream i was so shock i didnt want to believe it but i had felt it..i feel guilty that i should of saw the signs. I feel angry with the doctors even tho they are professionals and im mad at god for not hearing my prayers n taking kody..he was my boy and baby..he was loving fun.energetic he could jumP high he love my rubber bands chase them even put in food dish..he gab to me..he knew hos name well..i just dont understand why he had to go.he was only six months..im crushed
Kody was a a spare of the moment getting a kitty..o i fell in love with him. My mom says i bonded with him so closely that he thought i was his mommy cat..he followed me every where slept close by me he loved when my arm was stretch out so that he could curl in it. He would cry if i didnt come to bed on time. But recently kody started spraying so i decided that i would get him nueter..as the night aproach for it to come. I had a feeling this would b my last night with him. I told my mom say god bye because he stayed with my mom during the day while i was at work, and as she prayed over him i thought this could b her last time seeing kody. But then i didnt want to think negative so i tried to shut that out my mind.. later that night we climb n bed and i just stared at him and told him to come back home to me.. i had a weird feeling..morning. came alarm rang, i didnt want to give in and get up and take him.. he was very different that morning of surgery..he was quiet too..i pick him up prayed over him and put him n carrier..as we got to the s.p.c.a i was nervous more for kody because he got scared quickly..they weighed him i held him sang to him and doctor cme to check his heart she kinda double check n it made me concern a lil but she said he was healthy..but all i remember is when she pick him up he was so scared his whole bottom half was curled in..i told the docyor he gets scared easy she said they all do..i left hoping not to get a call i did two hours later i listen to message they said. Have an emergency with kody call us back i prayed god please let him live..they called back right away i answer she said kody passed..i scream i was so shock i didnt want to believe it but i had felt it..i feel guilty that i should of saw the signs. I feel angry with the doctors even tho they are professionals and im mad at god for not hearing my prayers n taking kody..he was my boy and baby..he was loving fun.energetic he could jumP high he love my rubber bands chase them even put in food dish..he gab to me..he knew hos name well..i just dont understand why he had to go.he was only six months..im crushed