R.I.P

Well, after a long battle with his illness, Munchkin aka Peanut told me, "Enough, it's time." and I humanely put him to sleep. It was a very hard decision to make that was made easier by that fact that he was in so much pain. It sucked for my husband and I, especially for my husband. Munchkin was his cat. The first cat he ever called "My cat" and he loved that cat and Munchkin adored him. Afterwards, I cried and then I believed I was fine. That was Tuesday but now it's Friday and after a busy week I have finally let the fact sink in that he is gone. It all started when I looked at some old photos of him when he was kitten for this blog post. He was so cute and lovable and all trouble. Some of the best photos I have of him are of him giving love to the other kittens but in reality he was a bruiser that used his paw like a pimp. But he was the first purchase my husband and I ever made that we fell madly in love with, besides our Sony Playstation. It hurts but like they say time heals and I can't wait long enough for time to hurry up and dull my pain for losing my Munchkin.