Difficult.

as much as i tell myself i'm doing the right thing... i feel like there could be more i could do but in reality, i'm sure there isn't. i think the most difficult thing is walking out to the kitchen knowing there's an impending day coming and all i can do is pet him and hear him purr like he always does. even when he's a complete mess, he still purrs. that breaks my heart the most. tonight i'll bathe him. he hates it but he always looks like a new man afterwards... even if it's just for a day. he's the last bit i have from my childhood. i'm sorry my friend, i hope you understand.