It's been a long time since I've been here and I hadn't really planned on coming back but I really wanted to write some stuff down and I figured this would be the best place.
Everyone has probably dealt with the death of a pet, or a loved one for that matter. Yesterday one of my pets passed away and although you start expecting it as they get older, you're never really prepared for when it happens. Many might think it's silly to mourn an animal so much, or to be so saddened by their death but all that is irrelevant to the ones facing that loss. To me, his death is something that emotionally devastated me and am working hard to slowly overcome. He wasn't just an animal who lived at home, but rather someone I could always turn to for love and support...in a silly way. I had a lot of turbulent times when I was younger, and I've made my share of mistakes, and had my share of heartaches but he would always be there in the morning, leaning against his cage and offering a voice of comfort. He never cared whether I was angry, or upset...all he wanted was love, and food of course. Love was also all he gave back, and lots of it. You could see it in his eyes and in the way he ran to me whenever I needed him most. He would always be there for me and I did my best to be there for him. In the end, I hope he was happy with the life that he lived and the love that he received because I know he did more for me during a period in my life where I truly needed supporting. I wish I could have done more to keep him here longer, but it was his time and I hope that he's happy now, wherever he may be. I'll miss you and you'll never be forgotten.
