This is a few days late. Mostly because I've been sleeping since he passed. I didn't know we were gonna have to say goodbye so quick.
I had Big Al for ten and a half years. It would've been 11 years in March, but his cancer was too bad. There was nothing else I could do for him. And I believe I made the best decision for him. The pain's not his anymore. It's all mine.
Big Al was a pretty damn awesome cat. Weighed almost 25 pounds. And the sweetest thing ever. I miss him so much, but it makes me smile to just think about him sometimes.
Forgive me if I don't feel like talking much. I'm doing good business to make it to college.