I can remember the day he was born and I was in love with him from the moment I saw him. I kept telling myself we didnt need another cat. So I told my Neice she was the one who had him to make sure he got a good home. And she said oh dont you worry about that he will. Time went on and soon it was Mothers day. My husband and daughter went out and said they would return soon. I was thinking hummm mothers day gifts. I had no idea what i was in store for. I was baking bread in my machine when i heard my husband and daughter return. I had my back to them as I was watching the bread bake. I heard my husband sit something down on the floor. I then heard a small meow and I said to him OMG you didnt? There sat a Kitty cage in the middle of my kitchen and I knew that I was about to get a very special Mothers day present. he opened the door and this lil bitty kitten walked out. I was in tears i was like omg I am so glad you didnt listen to me. he was kind of small and was on the short end of the food chain at my neices but I knew I had enough love in my heart for him. Over the years my love for him grew stronger and stronger. And due to that love he grew stronger and healthier. I would be sitting in a chair and he would rub his face on my foot it was soooo cute. Then about a month ago we noticed he was breathing hard but we thought it was just because he was heavy and how I wished i could afford to take him to a vet on a regular basis. But I cared for him the best I could and no one could have had more love for him and my other animals than me. Anyway we didnt think alot about it and just kept a eye on him. Then about 2 weeks ago he retreated to a dresser drawer in my bedroom and I knew something was wrong. It killed me that I couldnt afford to take him to the vet but I thought if hes dying I am not going to put him thru that. It tore at me that I couldnt do more for him so I gave him extra love and told him everyday that mommy loved him. Then on sat my daughter went to check on him and came to me and told me mom I think something is wrong with sebestain. I went in and touched him and knew he had left me I completely broke down. Later my daughter and I and her boyfriend went to lay him to rest as my daughers boyfriend dug the hole my daughter and I took turns saying goodbye to him and I told him how sorry I was. I kissed him goodbye and told him I will always love him. It was hard to let him go. My daughters boyfriend then made him a headstone as a tribute to him. As I sit here typing this Sebestain is in my mind and my heart. We have been getting pictures of him together today and it helps that i can see a pic of my baby. Its soo hard to believe hes gone and I cant wait til the day when i see him again.