I have lost my dearest companion of nine years , my big beautiful black cat, Slick. He was always with me when I was home. Everystep I took so did he. I am lost without him even though his sister is still with me. She has quit eating and I am having to hand feed her. I cry myself to sleep every night. My family thinks I taking this way to seriously - I have diabetes and they think I am making my self sick deliberately. I can't help the loss hurts so bad - nothing is helping. The pain is so devastating.
