What upsets me the most...

[prettygoodyear]

…about losing Timmie is that the last time I saw him was 2 weeks before his death while I was taking care of him while my parents were away for a few days. I rushed my visits in the morning because I had to go to work, but also rushed it at nights for no real reasons. And I still feel so fucking guilty about it, not having cuddled him loads. I petted him, I did, and I talked to him, like always, but I should have taken my time to do so. I never had a proper goodbye or cuddle. It's eating me up inside. He was old, and sick and I just didn't give him enough love and attention and now he is dead and I won't ever be able to cuddle him and tell him I love him.

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