the stray cat me and my brother only had for two days that we named gilbert died he loved perching on our shoulders like a parrot and he loved my hello kitty fairy plushie he couldnt make it he had a terrible cut in his neck and he didnt know how to eat and could barely because he was so sick he also had knots in his eyes and could barely open them he was such an active kitty and he loved us so much my dad is going to bury him in the backyard and i keep knocking on the box he is in before my dad bury him deep down i know he is gone but i cant help but check for even an inch of hope.