He was a wonderful Cat. From the time he was born till early this morning. He passed away at 3 am as I held him in my arms. All I could do was see him as a kitten as I comforted his last few minutes in this world. He was and will always be my cat.

I remember the time he was born the day of Halloween 3 years ago with two others in the littler. We called them Screech, Holler, and Yell. Odin was yell. Screech died that day. we later found that Holler was a girl. so we named her Scarlet.she was a gray tabby. she was with us for the first year. then went on to an adoptive family.

Odin was all white but had a little black dot on his head. From the moment he was born I had to take care of him. I bottle fed him cleaned him and made sure he was warm. The first month was the hardest. He was a noisy little guy.the second month was better as he was able to eat on his own.

He was a playful cat. Always running around playing with his sister. They loved each other lots. running from room to room around the house. then falling asleep on the bed. Odin hugged Scarlet every time. But as time went by they grew more. We looked for a family for Scarlet. it was not hard as she was a really small cat.

He was a mischievous cat. He loved to claw things. He knew he was in trouble the moment I said his name with a strict tone. I used to put him in his kennel for timeouts. though it soon turned into something he liked. He would even sleep in it on his own. The kennel became a room for him in a way. He usually slept with me at night.

He loved to get attention. As soon as my hand was clear in the air he would stand on his hind legs and rub his head on my hand. If my had was to high he would reach out with his paw and try to touch it saying to lower it a little. He would always purr when I rubbed his ears or his back. He would let me pet his tummy even. most acts I have had were rather protective of that spot.

One week ago I took him to the vet and had him fixed. Mostly to stop the smell and the night singing. All went well after that. He went back to his usual self. He ate food and drank water. he slept on my bed a few times.
He purred and snuggled up next to me.

About 3 days ago he started to vomit once or twice. The next day twice after that. then yesterday he would not stop. I tried to get him to eat. but he would not take anything. I tried to give him water but it would not stay in him long enough. I went online to try and find something to do but all I saw take him to a vet. I don't have any money and it was late at night. No means of transportation. All I could do was hold him and cry as he meowed in pain. I held him for 3 hrs hoping praying he would be make it.

All I could do is cry as I felt his body breath less and less. I rubbed his ears and whispered softly to him trying to comfort him. Then he just stopped moving and i knew it was over. He had passed way. I cried and held him for a while. I am not sure how long. I brushed his fur and wrapped him in some clothes. Then I put him in a box and left him alone as I went to cry more in my bed. i eventually fell asleep for a little while.

I woke up around 9:30 a.m went to the bathroom and washed my face off. I felt I had to give him a proper burial. I went out my back yard and found a nice spot to dig. I dug for a while till I made a nice hole big enough for him.
i went inside and got him. i tried not to cry more but i could not help my self.
Eventually i got him outside and put him in the ground. I wished him the best in the afterlife. I0 told him that I loved him. I hope one day I will see him and my other cats I have had over the years.

I will do my best to keep my memories of him. so that he is never forgotten. Thank you for taking the time to read this.