The Day My Dwarf Cat Died
I got my dwarf kitten about 2 years before it passed away. It was a gorgeous white and grey kitten. I named him Dwarfy because of his dwarfism, of course.
Dwarfy and I had a close relationship. He was my best friend. My boyfriend had given him to me a few weeks before he himself went to heaven. He loved Dwarfy with all his heart. I couldn’t bring myself to give Dwarfy away, so i kept him and he slowly went away.
One night, as I was driving home from a Christmas party, I got an alarming phone call from my cat sitter.
She said something about Dwarfy leaving in hysterically screeching tones. I rushed home and as I arrived, I found my cat sitter sitting eating bon bons next to Dwarfy’s dead dwarf body.
He was gone forever to the heavens. I guess its good for him to be with his father but I miss them both a lot and I just want them back so so much.
I thought I couldn’t make it without them but I did. For weeks I laid about crying wondering what I had done wrong.
My sisters came and slapped me across the face and told me to move on and so I did. I went out and bought a dwarf hamster and I named him “Dwarfy II”, after my wonderful cat dwarfy.
I miss him so much and i shall never forget him! 🙁