Chester died today. My kitty! All night I stayed with him. Whenever I left he would howl. I couldn't leave. 2 hours before he died he even reached out for my hand and I held his paw. I did until I woke up and saw him. He was turned over on his side and gasping for breath. Mum and I literally watched his spirit go. Oh my kitty... I cried until I fell back to sleep on his bed. When he was healthy he would sleep on my bed. when I would cry he would curl up next to me and put his paw on my hand. My boy. Now I was just returning the favors. We are going to spread his ashes in the gardens. He loved to roll around in the dirt. Sad Day. But, He's still around. And he's now rolling around in the dirt of Heaven. I think Sid the Guinea pig came and got him. I'll see my cat again, I know it. My boy. My old gay man who slept in my bed. HAHA! I'll miss you. Letting go of my youth one little even at a time.