He was a dog not a cat for one. And he just got so sick so fast. He was 17 years old, we had him since i was five and i just don't know what its like for him to just not be there. We had to put him to sleep, and we never had to do that with any of our animals before. He always got better, and while he was in hospital thats all i kept thinking. But going to see him, the day we had to put him to sleep. He couldn't even walk anymore, and he was in pain. We loved him enough to let him go, to not make him suffer. When i saw him that day i just had this feeling of he was ready, he didnt want to fight anymore, and that broke my heart. I just can't make it click in my head that he is really gone. I miss him.