when I was little I had this lil kitten who I named chubblets on the account he was chubby lil thing
I loved this lil guy so much he followed me everywhere and would sleep next to me every night.
one day me and my bro and his friend were playin a game of hide and go seek, I was it so my bro and his friend go
off to hide while I'm counting on the porch of my bro's friend's place I hear a mew and I look down there is my kitten looking up at me I was goin' to get him and pick him up but I was in the middle of a game, so I motioned him to leave,
that was a very bad mistake which I was soon to find out, I forgot my bro's friend's dog was outside as well on a leash, I then hear a shrill cry I turn around quickly, the dog has my kitten in it's mouth thrashing it around like it was nothing but a rag doll, I couldn;t move or speak all I could do was stand there in shock and fear as my lil chubblets was being mauled in front of my eyes,
I eventually let out a scream which caused my folks and my bro's friends mother to come out and stop the dog but it was too late my kitten was dead..I still hate myself for not doin' anything why didn't I just pick him up when I saw him, if I did then, that would have never happened and he would have lived a bit longer...but no I was stupid so very stupid.