Sebastian April 1, 1991 - May 7, 2007

On Monday, May 7th, I had to make one of the hardest decisions of my life. I had to put my baby kitty to sleep. I got Sebastian when she was six weeks old; I was in the 9th grade. She was my baby; the first pet that was mine. She slept with me every night. When someone would spend the night with me, she would sit & glare at them b/c there was no room for her. I was grounded a lot when I was a teenager & she was always there by my side. She would share pretty much anything with me, as long as I was eating it. I can't tell you the number of times she had a sauce stained chin from sharing spaghetti with me. She'd back-talk ya all day & always had to have the last word. (She took after her mama!) I loved my cat & she loved me. When I moved out of my parents' house, she stayed there. That was her home & she was used to the other cat & she would have been lonely if I had taken her with me. (Besides the fact that Micah is not a cat person.) I saw her all the time though. The first thing I would do when I went to my parents' house was look for Sebastian. She was still my baby, even though we didn't live in the same house together. Every year on her birthday, I went to Long John Silvers, bought one piece of fish & took it to her. She loved her fish. This year on her birthday I wasn't able to do that. She had been on a special canned food for severe allergies. I won't go into all the details of her being sick, but from February to May she lost about 3.5 lbs. She was down to 5.2 lbs when we took her to the vet on Saturday, May 5th. Well, she decided she was done w/the canned food, so we were gonna try the dry food equivalent. The vet believed it was either her thyroid or her kidneys, but recommended trying the dry food to see if she would respond to that. She wanted nothing to do w/that either. From Saturday to Sunday night, she barely ate anything & by Monday morning she was refusing to eat. The vet said that when they start refusing food, that's pretty much the end. So I went to LJS, got her a piece of fish & she had her last dinner. She chowed the fish; ate every bite. Then we took her to the vet. I didn't want whatever time she had left to be spent being poked & prodded & having medicine shoved down her throat. I couldn't let her suffer anymore. We were with her the whole time; I couldn't let go of my baby. We brought her home and buried her in the backyard. I cry as I type this b/c I not only lost my baby kitty, I lost my friend. She brought so many laughs with her attitude & "charm." I'm so happy I had her in my life for 16 years. Thank you to those of you who have helped me get through this tough time. I know there will be good days & bad to come, but I'm comforted knowing the memories of Sebastian will help me through the bad days. I love you, Sebastian.