Yesterday morning I left the gas tank nozzle in my tank
and drove away
A stranger yelled or I would have pulled out the entire thing
I had to take him to the vet, and I knew it wouldn't be good
Today, eyes swollen from tears
Knowing I rescued him, gave him twelve and a half good years
a life on two different continents
and a gentle ending, the only option
I always wanted him to have a house, not an apartment
A relaxed owner, not a stressed one
But he was loved, my little black rescued cat was loved