Cat Named Cotton

by Aiko (Dreamsurfer)   Jul 27, 2020


I'm not a huge pet person,
But before I was 11 years old,
We owned an all-white cat I adored.
It was so clean that we allowed it on our sofas.
Cotton would only pee in the bathroom,
Dig a hole outside and bury its poop.
I had never seen anything like that before.
One day, it started deteriorating in activity,
Its eyes sunk inwards,
Cotton died in our toilet.
The family blamed neighbours for poisoning it.
I was given the task of burying it.
Using a digger, I carried it to the rubbish dump.
It was one of the saddest moments in my childhood.

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  • 3 months ago

    by cassie hughes

    It's surprising how devastating the death of a pet can be. Nicely put

    • 2 months ago

      by Aiko (Dreamsurfer)

      Thx Cassie! Love hurts when you lose. You said you dislike cats but I prefer them to dogs because they are easier to manage. Besides, I love Milk. One day, I went to a dogkeeper friend's home and his cat could not leave me. So, he asked, "What have you done to the cat?" It's love, the cat could see my heart...

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