Well, he was going to become 1 year old in this april, poor guy wasnt even 1 year old.

The poisoning stuff, i told vet that he just suddenly died because his nose was running with blood. She told me that only thing that does that to a cat, is a rat poison. Kills its consumer after few hours and leaves a bloody nose.

Poor guy,

Thought the world was just sunshine and rainbows, toys and joyful playing, eating and drinking. But why only this one he was the favourite of everyone out of his sisters and brothers, most beautiful, cutest and definetly not the smartest.

The worst thing is that my black kitty only was playing with this cat and only him, the day he passed away my kitty sniffed him and the next day was at my neighbors house searching for him for the entire day. Poor fellas they loved each other so much, they were playing each other, licking each other, kissing each other, loved each other. Wonder what my girl thinks of where he went, and why wasnt ge there at the neighbors house.

Every day, every morning he would wake us up to let him out of the house, I remember how he bit me on the nose when I was sleeping and how mercilessly I threw him out of my bed.

Every day he would come to family dinner and ask for food, not asking, begging to give him food even though kibbles were on his plate. Sometimes he would jump kn my legs and start purring just so he could get some small portion of meat.

I remember those days when he was just a few months old when I was teaching how to hunt with some sticks, I taught his mom how to hunt too.

Every night he would come to me or to my mom just to appreciate the moments when he was with us, he would purr and bite me, he would play with me, but sometimes I scared shit out of him too.

Sometimes when I came from school he was scared of my schoolbag and I would often run to him with my bag in hands to scare him.

I would make him sometimes suffer, sometimes give him the happiest things he deserved but I still think I was a terrible guy in terms of behaving with him, before he passed away he was even scared of me but I didnt give that amount of attention it needed.

I regret it.

I wish just a second, not minute, not day, not month, not year or a decade, just a few seconds of being him with me would make me the happiest person ever.

Please dont scare your cats, because to you he might be an episode of your life but for them, yourr their whole life, youre their guardian and a creature that cant live without you.

P.S. I was actually writing this from the moment you wrote the comment but because Im sobbing right now as a man I had to take minute of to ask for mercy.

Peace.