My story with the cat was a coincidence when he came to our house. He was very small. The whole family took care of him. We discuss cleaning him every week.
We offer him special food that he loves. I took him to the doctor to receive vaccination. He became a member of the family and the days passed and he started growing quickly... He left an imprint on our lives. He sleeps every night with a family member, even when the family goes out for a walk. We leave him alone at home. We find him waiting for us at the door of the house and jumping. Quickly on the crystal of the car and in a hurry we get off of it.
And my relationship with him was more than all the family members. Wherever I moved in the house, he followed me... Every morning he came to my bed to wake me up. He wanted to eat and go out to the lobby.
Always happy and playing loves foreplay a lot
A year passed and we were missing his absence from the house every moment we searched for him ... and on a fateful day a wounded man entered us with traces of beatings on the level of his stomach and shouting filled the house.
We gathered around him as if he was dying and his looks were focused on a family member every time as if he was saying goodbye to us. We took him urgently to a veterinarian to examine him. He told us with sadness that he was going to die. His wounds were severe and dangerous, and he had only a few days of life left. He bid farewell to the other with his sad looks... and on a fateful evening, Black left us forever, after he bid us farewell with his sad looks to all the family members and surrendered to eternal death, leaving anguish and heartbreak for the most beautiful moments we spent together... "Be human and you will make the event" Goodbye Black
