franklin.
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this page is dedicated to the memory of my cat, franklin. he was with me for almost 3 years and gave me a reason to keep living. i remember the day i brought him home. he was a stray, it was raining and he sat outside, meowing to be let in. naturally, i felt guilty leaving him out in the rain and let him in. i fed him and gave him a place to sleep for the night. part of me thought he had an owner, so when i let him out the next morning i thought i probably wouldnt see him again. the next night however, he was back, calling for me to open the door. i let him in again of course. this process turned into a routine of sorts. i'd wake up, have breakfast with him and let him out before i went to work, letting him back in when i got home. i always wondered what he got up to during that time.
fast forward 2 years, back in may, i let him in one afternoon as i always did. i fed him and went up to my room to put my vape on charge, i ended up spending about half an hour on my bed, scrolling tiktok. eventually i went back down to the kitchen to spend some time with him and noticed him crawling about, swaying slightly. i kinda laughed it off slightly but after a few seconds i noticed a small bit of vomit on the floor. i called my mum and told her the situation, she came over an hour later. by that time, his back legs had stopped working completely. he seemed scared and uncomfortable, drooling everywhere.
i sat beside him and he crawled into my lap, i did what i could to comfort him while my mum called the emergency vet. we were poor and didn't get pet insurance so we drove from one vet to another, eventually landing on the pdsa who told us to book an appointment via an app. they were pretty obtuse about it and my mum said she'll try again in the morning. she kept him in her room for the night to keep an eye on him. i spent the whole night worrying about him. the next morning, when i woke up, my mum called me to her room. he was dead. i was numb for a while, his body was cold and stiff. we had him cremated later that day. i wish i did more, i wish i could have held him a little longer before he was taken to be cremated.
rest in peace little man.
wherever you are, i hope you're doing good.