My Dearest Kajoor, After 7 years you died in my arms Options

[kajoorsmom]

My KJ and me:
Dear kajoor.
everyday is easier and harder at the same time. i can't believe you're really gone. i want to write some cute stories about you, but everything about us was mundane. we did everything together. for a while you even decided that my bathroom was the best place for your litter box and refused to go anywhere else. bathing you, sleeping next to you, cuddling you, nuzzling under your chin, breathing in unison, feeding you, letting you walk me, and hugging you were among the most precious gifts you gave me. thank you so much for giving me the privilege to be your mom. i miss your sneezes...but you have forever changed me for the better. i wish i could've saved you, but you did not want to go to the vet again, so you made your own choice. thank you for not making me euthanize you. thank you for dying in my arms...in the same position from when i first held you--a 6 wk old little munchkin with silly whiskers and huge bulging eyes. you were so brave and rambunctious from the start. and the fact that you thought you owned the place only made me love you more--you did own it, along with my heart. kajoor, just know that i loved you more than my life, and will forever keep your lessons deep in my soul. i love you!
love,
your mom, rachu