What am I Doing Here?

February 13th

I am sitting in my work room with the friend who has been with me for a few years. I even wrote a poem about him. He is Sir Thomas my cat who may be coming to the end of .... well you know. It is hard for me to say the word.
He still has enough life and activity that shows that he is cognizant. I will be talking to his doctor tomorrow. God bless this little cat. He has shown remarkable character and will of tenacity. He certainly has done better than I could if I was in his place.
Yes that 'E' word has crossed my mind. I just think that there may be a few more things for us to do together. I don't think he is in pain. He is just determined to go when he wants to. (I am not a cruel person.)
What else can I say? Maybe he wants to be with me tomorrow, Valentine's Day. Since I have not had any friend or evidence of someone caring for more than a decade, maybe he wants just one more day together. I thank him for that.
So I will tell you more later when the time comes. I am thankful that I do have some elementary nursing skills. I only hope that I can be his sweet little Valentine.
Love you Thomas. You are one in a million.