I'm very good at hiding my emotions, so on the outside I'll look happy, bright, on the inside I'm flailing and screaming and sobbing hysterically. It's just who I am. I'm taking Michael's death so hard. I was the one who named him, and his full name was Michael the Archangel. Because he was an angel. MY angel. An now, 4 years later, he truly is with the angels of heaven. We took him to the vet so many times, they just didn't know how to fix him. We didn't have enough time to put him down... He was a good cat, and I'll always remember him.
