Pull up a chair. It's story time.

Okay, **Scrapping of chair**

**A slight sloshing of milk in a sippy cup**

Tell us teh swory uncle Chopin!

I adopted a cat about 10 months ago, from a farm. He was the runt of the litter, But I liked him because he had personality...

He was a rough kitty, he love to be held but he also bit my alot, and scratched me. But I still managed to love him.

I didn't blame him for his behaviour, not at all, because I knew I could provide him with all that he needed.

Eventually, he warmed up to me, more than I expected. After a while this kitten started to grow, and more and more he followed me everywhere.

Soon, he know when I woke everyone morning. He knew that, and waited, right next to me. And when I arose, he made me realise that he also loved me back.

Don't kill it please

post pic of kitten

He learned to follow me everywhere of the day, knowing my patterns, and he became apart of my everyday life. From wild farm cat to best friend.

But then one morning, he was missing from his morning welcome, and I thought the worst. But he was a big boy, he was growing up, he had new things to do.

I didn't think to much of it. I filled his bowl and water like every morning. Assuming he was just out and making a new experience for himself which would make his life happier.

The day went on, and I worried more and more. What could be keeping him this long? Not to worry. He is a smart cat. His father was a wild one. His instincts could direct him.

Leave the kitten alone you monster.

EVERYONE SHUT UP

Let him speak...

The next day, still nothing. This was unusual. I was not used to have an empty place beside me in the mornings. Things started to get serious. This was very bad. My emotions got heavy.

I decided to dedicate my day to find out what this was all about. It is fine for a young cat to have fun. But this was not fair, I was his best friend. I needed to know where he was.

So I went to all the cat shelters in the area. All the online groups for lost animals. I asked everyone I could if they had seen my kitty. And they all said that this was common, don't worry.

Well, I wasn't happy with this. I called people. And some said, you should door knock, look around and ask people, look around the streets and see if there is any sign. I thought this was a good idea.

So I went outside. Somehow I realised that this wasn't smart. There was something bad waiting for me. I refused to think that I needed to do anything because I knew my kitty was wild and smart.

I didn't need to walk far, my heart was pounding. I knew that this could change everything. I could believe what I saw, on the road, my old friend, sprawled out on the black road.

I'm literally falling asleep.

What did he do wrong? Why was this world so uncaring towards my invincible friend? He was so perfect, beautiful and he can become apart of me every day.

I had to get a closer look. It's just a wild animal. Just another creature that resembles him. it has to be. It's just some joke God has for me, right?

No, someone had already found him, before me. They tried to move him off the road, but the ended for him was so bad he was stuck to the road, his flesh and fur caked onto the tarmac.

This made me wonder, what is life? If I can become such great friends with a cat, and he is gone straight away, what does that mean about all other life and animals, what are they worse?

dELETE THIS ENTIRE STORY IMEDIATELY

...They aren't gone...

They just aren't here right now...

They just aren't... But one day they will...

You have to wonder what life really is. How it grows and fades away so easily. How all love and emotion just changes. His poor body looked like anyone else. And his life was just as important to me.

THE END

so it wasn't important?

No fuckhead, you have to continue living, in spite of it being so hard, as long as you recognise what life's termination really is.

Story is full of wisdom. Even so it is boring and lame.

Shut up fire..

I prefer to subscribe to nihilism