Sunday, December 23, 2007


Bellacat can barely walk. She can barely eat. I think the end is coming. Some will dismiss this as a kind of cloying sentimentality. But Bella has become a part of my life, a part of me. And she has been for eleven years. I think I will die without her.
I am so afraid. She is me. I am her. I don't know what to do.
I don't want her to die for if she does then a part of me dies too.

Labels: , , , , ,


Post a Comment

<< Home