I can't forget my cat

I can't forget my cat
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I am 13 years old and my cat died about a year ago. She lived with me for almost 7 years. For me, she became more than just a pet. I didn't feel lonely with her. I love her madly.

But last spring she left this world. The thing is, on the weekend two days before she died, we went to the vet to get her hair cut. There the doctor asked if you were afraid that she would fall from the window. My mother and I said that she had fallen once before, but escaped with a dislocated finger, and two days later, whenMom decided to ventilate the kitchen for a few minutes and saw her lying by the window. Mom immediately went to pick her up, but she got scared and fell. Then mom immediately ran after the cat and brought it home. She was having trouble breathing and had a broken back leg. It was in the morning beforeThe veterinary clinic opened for more than an hour. I was forced to go to school, then my mother called me and said that the vets said that if she was test-antibiotic.com thinner, she would have survived. They couldn't help.

I don’t blame my mother, since she blamed herself for this for a long time. I regret that before her death I did not pay much attention to her, I was carried away by exams and lessons. Now it’s spring 2020, quarantine, a lot of free time, and I started crying a lot about my dead cat. I miss her very much. Sometimes I dream, but rarely. I can't come to terms with the loss of my beloved cat.

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