Simon…
Tonight after watching a Lost marathon(season 1) with my mom and Bethany, I came home to my cat, Simon meowing at my door. He was hungry, and even though I've fed him a couple times today, I decided I'd feed him one more time before I went to bed. After he was done eating, he begin rubbing up against my leg and purring. So I picked him up and just held and petted him, just like I always do. And then it hit me. This is going to be the last night I ever do this with him.
And so I just continued to hold and pet him, now crying in my computer chair until he got bored and squirmed out of my arms.
I wonder if he knew I was giving him back to the shelter tomorrow if he would have squirmed away so fast.
People, I am sad. Had I known I would be getting rid of him so quickly I never would have gotten him. He didn't even make it to his first Christmas with me. *sigh*
Simon, you were my first room mate in my new apartment, and you kept me sane when I felt like I was going crazy. I hope you find yourself an awesome home with some kickbut owners.
