Boots my fat Cat being cute again...

               My Best Friend Is Dead What Now?

I don't really know how to describe whats happening  to me. Overwhelming grief , extreme guilt and disbelief . My 13 yr old Maine Coon "Boots"

 was killed by a local Veterinarian that gave him a shot of poison {Depomedrol.} I had my "Boots" cremated  and it came time to pick him up a few days ago. I keep looking at this fucking box and thinking ...WHERE IS MY LITTLE FRIEND-ARE THESE REALLY HIS ASHES IN THIS BOX...REALLY?. NO...
I can honestly say that I hate that Veterinarian.He devastated me. Boots was all the family I had left. I am so very sorry my Sweet Little Boy...

The Truth About Veterinarian's...

  I TRUSTED A VETERINARIAN, AND MY BEST FRIEND                                                      DIED.

I believed that Veterinarian's could be trusted like a family Doctor. I was so wrong. I learned the hard way and my Sweet, 13 yr. Old  Kitty Boots, payed for it with his life. Yesterday marked 1 month since Boots has been gone. A little over a month ago I found a Veterinarian online that was offering a free 1st exam. Their clinic looked excellent and I had spoken with a friend who recommended them very highly. It never crossed my mind that I was taking my furry family member to Dr.Death.
Boots was healthy,curious,playful. He was my sweet little furry shadow that followed me everywhere. He loved to lay on things-whether it was a cell phone,car keys or the mail. If we could not find something we knew to check underneath our chubby Bootsie Kitty.

Boots also loved to go outside. He would soak up the sun for hours almost daily. Those are a few things I miss about him the most. It is still so hard to believe that he is gone. I feel responsible. I AM RESPONSIBLE FOR HIS DEATH.  The what if's are overwhelming. If you would like know more about what happend to my baby you can read the rest of our story below.