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I was intending to write something about Michael Jackson passing, but it's been everywhere and said and done more than thrice. We will miss him. He was a genius. Rip MJ.

On monday, one of my best friends passed away, my kitty Chooch. :'(

I am devastated. She was always there for me for 15 years. She was apart of this family for so many years, since I was a little youngin. I have so many fond and dear memories that I will forever remember, to bring a smile when I need it most.

We didn't name her. She was once long ago, my neighbors cat. But he decided to move and leave her to be... She was an outside cat from then on. My family had never had a cat, well, for many years. So she lived outside, as a hunter, hunting birds and mice for food to stay alive, for TWO YEARS. I'm sure other neighbors maybe fed her, she always stayed healthy. Then I remember one day we brought her inside and she was climbing on our wood railing over the stairs. But, we did this just to try it out, and put her back outside. I remember when we started to buy food for her and leave a little bowl of it, with a bowl of water, outside all the time. Then she would come in the house more often. In and out if we left the door open. Then she stayed. We got a litter box. We tried toys, but she never really played with toys. She always slept inside now. Every night. Sleeping on our beds, on the couch. On the stairs. She would sit in front my keyboard while I tried to type or play a game. I would have to move her and tell her NO! all the time. She would curl up in my arms in my bed with me. She loved getting her neck rubbed. lol seriously. She would sit there for over 10 minutes, just letting you rub her neck. I would lay in my bed, and I could hear her outside at the front door (upstairs!), meowing like nuts to come inside. I would go and open the door, and she would run in. On rainy days, she would meow to go outside. We open the door, she sits and looks, and comes back inside. haha! But she got older, and more tired. She was so small this last year. She had become deaf I'm sure. She was a very old kitty. My family's been afraid that she would run off and die, because cats are known to do that. Or that we would wake up and find her lifeless. But I personally felt, she was fine. Just an older cat. A senior. On monday, there was an accident. I'm not going to go into details, but she got hurt by a car and I knew, she had to be put down. I came to get my keys and phone to head to the vet. I said to myself "I don't want to do this!" But it was the only thing. She was too old for surgery. It would be torture. It was a horrible experience saying goodbye. I told her I loved her and that she was going to be fine. I was holding her and making sure she felt okay. She looked scared, but seemed fine. The vet came and did the deed. Then she was gone. Just laying there. Lifeless. I kissed her head, said goodbye, and left the room.

It's been a rough couple of days. I'll look at different places in my house, and remember something of her. She was here for 15 years! And now, she's gone. She won't be meowing at my door anymore. She'll never curl up in the middle of my bed, making it very difficult for me to sleep. So many good memories. I will miss her more than anything. I know she's better now. At her prime. Running in the clouds. rip my baby.