A few days ago on 12/12/2024 the cat I had for my whole life had to get put down. I got Tinker Bell when I was 2 and had her through the 17yrs I've been alive.

Within the past month she hasn't been doing well, this week she stopped eating, could barely walk, and kept meowing. We had to bring her to the vet, it didn't feel real but getting there and thinking "this is it im not gonna see her again" was the worst. She was in my arms when they put her down. I got to hold her till the very end.
Now I go downstairs and the first thing I think is wheres tink and she's not there.

Sometimes I'd only leave my room or get out of bed to see rat, she's been my best friend.
she liked to roll around on the ground or drink from the bathtub, id let her go outside and she'd eat grass. sometimes she'd sneek outside and roll around on the cement and get all dusty. she was declawed (wasn't my choice) and sometimes she'd paw at my stuff. id lay with her in my arms and shed put her little paws to my face. she loved catnip too.


here she is rolling around and sitting