I'm gonna miss you Cougar

So when I was eight we got a new kitty and named him Cougar. I wish I had a picture to post of him cause he was a very striking cat. He was such a good cat, he was a little honory sometimes, but out of all the cats I had growing up he lasted the longest. He would sleep with me every night and keep me warm. Sunday I went to my mom's house for dinner and went to cuddle my cat and just thought he is so old and probably miserable. My mom told me earlier that he had stopped eating but was still drinking. I told her that we needed to put him down, but my parents weren't quite ready. Tuesday morning my mom calls me at work and says it's time. I headed over to my parents from work and cuddle with him, he looks sooo sick, he has infected gums that have been bleeding, no wonder he stopped eating. He is so skinny and barely looks alive. It's raining. Rain definately matches the mood. My Dad digs a hole in the backyard. My Mom and I sit in the back seat loving Cougar as we take him to the vet, crying as we have our last moments with our 19 year old cat that we love so much. We arrive at the vet and they give him a little something to make him relax and comfortable. We talk to him and tell him our goodbyes and let him know how good of a cat he was. The vet comes in and we say our final goodbye. We wrap him up in a blanket and my Dad drives us home to bury him. Even when you know it's best for him to put him to sleep instead of suffering, it doesn't make it any easier. I'm gonna miss you Cougar.