#huisdier #bestevriend During all my problems, he was the only one who could really help me and never leave me alone. In March, we found out that he has a known heart disease for this type of cat. His half brother died quite violently from this. I gave him pills daily and enjoyed him extra time now that I knew what was coming. 2 months everything went well and I am quite happy that there was no school and that I had extra time with him. We had a lot of pictures and a lot of good moments. May 28, his illness got worse. I noticed it a little. He became less active and emotionally stopped feeling like him. I made a difficult decision. I could have let him live longer, but it would have been in pain or he could have choked on heat.
We let his half brother live as long as we could, and that was pathetic. I didn't want to do that to him. I had all the choices about him in my hands, and I chose to keep him in my memories as he was now. Before he looked sick or stuffy or in pain. That afternoon, we put him to sleep in my arms. I had him on my lap for a long time before we took him to a crematorium around the corner of my internship. That's where I said goodbye to his body and picked an urn. I didn't get a good night's sleep. It felt so empty in the house and I didn't feel complete. Still, I knew I had to recover before my internship time started. I got a lot of support from my mother and my fiancé. The next night, my sister Amy came with a present. She gave me a big pillow with a nice strong print of a sitting Findus looking at me.
Inside the pillow is a bag with his hair and whiskers. That way, he could always lie on the bed or be with me. It helped me very much and I could sleep at rest again. Tuesday morning I left, on to my first internship day. I walked past the crematorium and felt his presence nearby. I know that he will always be around me watching what I will accomplish in my life. And everything I'm gonna accomplish is for him.

My best friend
Forever my hero, forever in my heart

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