My Final Memories Kiki

*Edit* The cat this is about died today, my mom put her down because there was nothing that they could do to save her leg, I'm very sad now since it hurts to know that she is gone, I saw my mom cry, she never does so it's hard plus I'm the one digging the grave. Sorry for the sad story. -RIP 3-10-10-*End Edit*

This a poem about my moms cat, she is at the end of her rope and she hasn't had a easy life, she was a lab animal that they tested drugs on, She had several litters of kittens there, using her as a pregnant drug tester so they would know if the drugs where safe for pregnant women. She was there for two years or so and lost all trust in people. We got her and she was very scared and wouldn't let anyone handle her. She would attack anyone that trying to touch her but she slowly, I mean slowly, warmed up to people. She was a excellent mouser and a very good cat once you got to understand her issues.

She is very sick right now and has a tumor on her right hide leg, she can't really walk with the leg since the tumor is about the size of a human fist and well, it has somewhat attached her leg to her stomach, making walking painful, and her other leg has a fractured hip from and old wound that never healed right. My mom has to take her to the vet tomorrow cause she got a very bad and infected wound on the bottom of the tumor. My mom had to open it and get the puss and stuff out, the cat wasn't happy but she didn't fight since my mom gave her some stuff to help with the pain and well, I hope they can just clean the wound and make her feel better, if they can't my mom is going to put the cat down. The cat is on her last legs but she isn't ready to die yet, she is still very strong even though she is in pain. She is a wonderful cat even though she doesn't like being handle but it's really just a reflex at this point.

But anyhow, this popped in my head so I decided to write it down, I think it came out good. -^^-