The Day He Died...

I fed him this morning then we went shopping. He had thick white fur and a cute little button nose. We were out for about an hour and a half maybe two hours. We came back and he was not breathing. I hoped he would be okay so I picked him up and rushed inside “Nana” I screamed. I was worried was he going to be okay. I hoped so. We rushed to the vet up in Howick. I was cradling him in my arms stroking his fluffy white fur. A single tear wept from my eye I tried to hold thee rest of the tears in. I was getting sadder and sadder by the second.I started to cry more and more second by second a tear would roll down my pale face. As we entered I just about knocked the door off its hinges still nestling Percy in my arms. My Nana and I rushed to the front desk. “He’s not breathing” she panicked “will he be okay” I said as I tried to catch my breath. She replied” He is ...