by courtney bennett
He was 8 years old when my neighbor brought him home.He was going to be killed because no one wanted a older cat.I loved him liked my own.He was layed back,never bitten.I could tell he was abused,he looked like he was in poor shape.Two years later,my neighbors daughter gave him to her,because she had ten cats.He didn't eat,drink,and barley move.It was sooo sad.We thought he missed his old house and his old cat pals.He was skin in bones.So they took him to the vet,and came back with really bad news.He had liver cancer.The surgery was very high,and he might not make it.They were going to put him out og his pain.The day we all went to the humane socitiy were we got him to put him asleep,we cried the hole way there,I didn't want him to die,he was my favorite cat.I talked to him the hle way there,saying how much I loved him,and I didn't want him to die,but I didn't want him in pain.I was to the point were I didn't want to let go of him.As they filled out the form,I cried and cried.They asked if I wanted to hold him the last time,but I couldn't I knew I would run with him,and never come back.I wanted to go to Petsmart with him,watch him play with catnip again.Play with his toys with him.While they went to put him asleep,I cried,and went with them to the cat room.There were so many cats going to be put to sleep because no one wanted them.They came out with him,he was covered in a rainbow colered towel.They put him in the box,to take home.They gave us a poem with him,we read the poem togather,it was RainBow Bridge.When we got home we dug a hole to burry him in.As I picked him up to put him in the cold ground,I stoped.....I didn't want to let go,I wanted to run,but I didn't,I did something I never would have thought,I put him in.As they filled the hole with dirt,I read the poem to my self.W made a garden around him,flowers,roses,And everything else,everyday we put new flowers on.I am only 12,so I took it preety bad.I didn't eat for days,I didn't want to go to school,go to play,nothing just look out the window and go to talk to him.I learned later thatmy older brother and his friends,taped us.Iwill never talk to him,and I don't do anything with him.I will never forget Rambo.