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Theresa
omeo is my cat. He was a gray and black tabby. He passed away , I think 1 year ago.My mom got him from a neighbor , he was only a kitten . When I was born and my mom brought me home from the hospital he climbed into my crib to see who I was and what I was . When I was little I use to pull his tail and since he knew I was a baby he would'nt hurt me. But when I got older and I did that he smacked me on my hand . When I was like 7 years old I used to chase him and that would scare him. I did'nt like to clean his doppings or feed him but I want him to know regardless of the unkind things I did to him I will always love him. Years passed and when he was 16 years old and he got sick . He was hiding alot in places he never hid in before and he would'nt eat nor drink alot . So my mom and I took him to the doctor . The doctor said he had kidney failure and we had three choices { put him to sleep, try to cure him or just bring him home and do nothing. } We did'nt want him to be in pain and trying to cure would cause him pain, so would doing nothing and leaving him home. So we put him to sleep . My mom and grandma went to see him when they put him to sleep , I did'nt go because it was too sad . I was crying when they left. My family and I love Romeo very much !
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