I just lost my little baby kitty on Friday..my little Woolly Bear. I watched her being born sixteen years ago in April. I miss her...so much...

Her last night.. She was trying to move from her fuzzy bed we made up for her over to the couch. She fell from weakness, which drew my attention. I went over and found her confused and clinging to the blanket on the couch with one or two claws. I helped her up and settle in on the couch. Mom spent some time with her when she got home from work. Woolly laid next to mom with her head on her leg.

Eventually mom went to bed and I went to lay with Woolly.. She knew I was there and tried to lift her head up. She was so weak..she couldn't even really open her eyes. She tried to meow, twice, but it was just so faint...just air coming out. She tried to lick my fingers, and she put her cold little paw on top of my hand before laying her head back down.

I pet her as much as I could and talk to her, telling her I loved her. I stayed awake as much as I could, sitting up and petting her whenever I sensed she was moving around. I couldn't stay awake any longer and fell asleep, and woke to her laying on her other side. She would react a little to being petted, but not much. She was just too weak...

I kept checking on her now and then during the day, but she was mostly just asleep. In the afternoon she reacted, tried to meow..I held onto her paw and her little claws flexed a little, poking me. That was the last she ever really reacted, she just slept, taking slow shallow breaths..

In the evening, as she was trying to leave for work, Mom discovered the car battery was dead. We focused our attention on that...freaking out.. Eventually she got a neighbor to come help..I went to check on little Woolly...

She had passed on all alone, by herself.. I..I wasn't there for her..

I miss my little kitty...T^T....