I recently lost my cat, Sancho, on January 7, 2014. I thought I should write about him, to show how much I care about him.
He’s been with me every year of life, my mom got him four years before I was born. I use to love saying that he was a fat, cuddly, old cat. Which, if you’re wondering, he was “fat”. In reality he was just very large and a little over weight. He was always there, if I was ever upset he would make me feel better. I know this is short, but it’s just too hard to explain how much I love him.