Max Wright
1992-2010
When I was young my best friend's cat had kittens. My parents let me have one, so after they gave away all the other cats, my little Max was for me. I played with him every day, and I even put him in doll clothes. So he has gotten old and very tired looking. His hips were going out, and he was vomiting all his food. I didn't want him to suffer anymore. One day my parents said it's time to put him down. The next day I made an appointment. I knew he was hurting, but it still felt like I was killing him. I think the hardest part was that I have known him for 18 years! He's seen everything in my life. But now I know he is happy.
So rest in peace my little feline friend. I know I'll miss you.
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