I know itâs been a long time that I donât post, but I do need to talk right now.
My cat, Molly was it name. Yeah, âwasâ. It died yesterday night poisoned by some son of you-know-what in my roof. It fell, didnât have the strength to stand up. I donât want to say all the details, but it has no salvation. I cried, cried, cried too much, I cried all the 5 years we have been together. After seeing it suffer so much with me desesperately trying to make it vomit, I donât know if Iâm strong enough to just forget and move on. The little space in my bed where it sleeped all night, I canât look to it without cry. Anyway, I just wanted to say that I love this animal with all my hearth, even if itâs not here with me.











