On November 19, 2006 just 9 days after my 24th birthday, I had Maxx put to sleep. It\'s been very hard these last months and I often wonder if I need counseling for my loss.
At first, I know this may sound crazy, I wanted to follow him. I felt I had no other reason to stay. But I didn\'t and I miss him so. I think about him at least once every day now, cry at least twice a week.
To all who lost their pets, I know your pain, not equal but similar. Your kittes are surely happiest when they see you living and happy down here.
I try not to think of the \"what ifs\" that come with euthinization as those thoughts are a sure fire way of bringing you to your knees.
I hurt badly those times I remember sites like this and see Maxx\'s pictures again, but I am healing, slowly but surely.
My landlord has tricked me a few times with pet contracts only to pull them before I get a chance to have anything. When she let me have my bird of three years and fish AND cat but after first payment on new apartment says no. I am still fighting to have a cat and may be close but she can still change things again... Sigh...
I love you Maxx, wish you were here