Hope you all have a better Christmas than mine. · 7:29am Dec 25th, 2012

Today a couple hours ago one of my cats died, her name was Blair.
She was a stray cat one of my friends found and decided to keep her, sadly his mother was against that and he was forced to give her away. That's where I stepped in, and offered to take care of the little creature. She was one of the most lovable kittens I had ever seen and I loved dearly so.... And so the years passed and she grew to be a fine cat, she stood with me during the good times and the bad times. Her bright blue eyes and slightly crossed vision made me chuckle every so often and she always tried her best trying to catch small insects... she had bad aiming.

So the today came and I was having a nice conversation with my family and some friends when I heard her shriek. I ran to the garden and found my father's dog, an american bulldog which I never liked, chasing with my dear Blair hanging from his mouth. I jumped without thinking and I grabbed the dog forcing him to release the cat which in turn ran and climbed a palm tree nearby, I grabbed a ladder and climbed to get the cat down, she was hyperventilating and really scared so I tried to relax her.
After making sure the dog wasn't nearby I took her to my bathroom to make sure she was okay.... She looked okay as she didn't have any visible injuries but what I didn't know was that she had internal bleeding, apparently when I stepped in to help Blair the dog squeezed her harder making her rib cage to crush under pressure and made her bleed internally.

for over half an hour I carried her trying to relax her.... and then it came to me.... she was dying and unless I could do something to help her her fate was going to be sealed. I went over and over the yellow pages trying to find a vet, but all of them were too busy having dinner with their families or didn't even bother to pickup their emergency lines... In the end there was nothing I could do to help her, so I did what she had done for me for the last five or six years.... I stood at her side gently petting her as her life came to an end, it had been long since I last shed a tear for anything or anyone, and everyone in my house heard me, I didn't care, all I wanted was to be at the side of my dear kitty and say my goodbyes.

I know this may sound dumb to some of you, but I tend to form a bond with all my pets and she had been with me for more than five years, she was lie a daughter to me and as such I grieved her.
I guess that my point here is that I'm not going to continue any of my stories for anytime soon, I'm sorry for all of you which have been waiting for the next chapter of MvC3, but I just don't feel like writing right now.

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