When my runt was born, he was so small and adorable. He had a hard time eating from his mother because the other kittens would knock him down or push him away and the mother never paid attention much to him. So then, I started feeding him through a childs oral syringe. I use to carry him in my pocket because he was so small. He went with me everywhere. He always slept with me right by my head. He would wait for me by the door when I was gone, to him I was mommy. But he got older and reached maturity and the 2 female cats I have weren't fixed and I couldn't afford more kitten so I had to take him to the pound. WhenI got home, I seen how quiet it was and I started crying. That night I could not sleep, and all day yesterday and last night. At 1 am I emailed the humane society begging for my cat back. I recieved an email this morning and they told me he was euthenized (gassed). I fell to the ground crying and could barely breathe. I begged for the body so I can bury him. She gave me the number to the animal serviced that do burials and creamation. Unfortunatly, I cant have access to him because the fumes are still on him and are dangerous, but he told me I can do creamatiion, so, tomorrow, we are having him creamated, and having a memorial for him. I love him. God plans everything. Our next step, tomorrow, next year. He obviously needed my kitty more than me, and is in a beautiful place now. Runt, I love you, I am sorry, I miss you. You are always in my heart.