On October 29 sometime in the afternoon, a good friend of mine past away. He was with ever since I was real little. His name was Sesame. He was my cat. He was all white with blue eyes. He had the sweetest meow that I remember hearing last time I saw him alive. He was a very vocal kitty. And its weird now not hearing his meow anymore. He was very old, frail and had some problems with his teeth, his hearing, his vision and probably had leukemia cause he wasn’t gaining any weight in the last couple of years of his life. But he was my baby. I remember I used to dress him up in little doll clothes and put him in my baby buggy when I was little. He didn’t mind. He used to sleep in my bed and under the covers at night when he was cold. He liked to chase moths and lizards. He liked walking around the yard. Even in his last year, he was fearless toward my new puppy and didn’t take any guff from his antics. He was so special to me. He is the family pet I will remember the most. I just loved him so much. I know it might be difficult for some people to understand my loss. But he was like a member of the family. I think he was probably 18 or 19 when he died. Thats pretty good for a cat. I’m just going to miss him. In his last years, I took care of him kind of like a kitty nursing home. I would put him on his pillow, give him treats and just talked to him. Fortunately, he died in his sleep. I don’t think he suffered much. He was eating and drinking just fine untill the day he died. He seemed listless and didn’t eat and layed down. The last time I saw him, he was so weak he couldn’t left his head. I knew his time was coming. I could recite the rainbow poem now or something else, but I’ll save it for the memorial site I’m making. Cats are such sacred little creatures. They can always manage to put a smile on your face with just a meow and a head rub. So heres to Sesame, the worlds greatest cat in my eyes.