chloeahlfFor my 9th birthday, I asked my parents for a parakeet. They went to the pet store and came home with a skinny, hunchbacked, tailess cat named Peter. Pete wasn't the frisky kitty that most people would get their kids. He was ridden with anxiety and fear, crabby, and never ever ever played. He flinched at every noise or movement. Over the years & after many vet appointments, we learned that Peter had been badly abused in his former home, resulting in broken bones & fractures that never healed properly. Peter was always stiff & uncomfortable, but it was the long-term behavioural scars that hit the hardest. For the past 14 years, we gave him sanctuary the best we could. Today Pete was put down, after suffering a stroke last Thursday or Friday. I'll miss the little dude. He was weird & neurotic & never very happy, but he was ours to care for. Thanks for letting us be your family, Peter 💕
- jesstheticsAww this is such a sweet post. Rip Peter 💕
- mollieee08Poor Pete. He was kind of a pain but he was still sweet. It's a good thing mom and dad got him because it could have ended poorly for him years ago otherwise. 😥
- shoefixation:'( ♡
- jifunkeraAw. Sorry. It sounds like he was a sweet cat. Looks just like mine. :(
- zenkittyyogiSo sorry for your loss. 🙏🏻❤️
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