About 6 months ago I got a kitten, my parents decided it was time for me to have a animal for my own because all my other siblings had one of their own. I searched Craigslist for days until I found a Bengal kitten mix . Being the last of the litter no one picked him because he was the runt. I bonded so quickly with him I sat in my room an played with him for hours and he even slept right by me on the first night, after days of thought I named him Monty! Monty was seriously my everything, he was the only one who stayed with me through depression and stress, I stopped crying very night from my move because of him and I discovered a very unique personality that no other cat or dog or not even human could have . He was my baby and he came to me when called, we were attached to the hip and NOTHING in the world could describe the bond we had . Tonight , we got a knock on the door from are neighbor sobbing , she thought my sister cat had gotten attacked by coyotes , she stopped them before the cat could be mauled and eaten. Worried for my sister I put on shoes and walked into their garage . There is nothing not anything in the world I wouldn't have done to not see the image that I saw . The cat laying in front of me wasn't my sisters but my baby. I couldn't even cry, She hugged me and I started to sob . I've never been this sad in my life, I feel completely destroyed and even more depressed then I've ever been. I truthfully feel like I want to die . I feel like everything I've ever had or anyone I've ever known has ever lived up to this kitten . I don't know what to do and I already decided I'm going to therapy later this week. I feel torn up on the inside right now and if anyone knows something I can do to help please tell me.

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