Hello everyone. Since today (March 6) is one year after my cat, Huey, died, I decided to write this. It's a true story, starting 10 days before his death. I will update throughout the day. When this story took place, I was 12 years old. My twin sister was also 12 (well, duh), and my older sister was 16. Huey's 17th birthday starts the story. This story might be sad, but please review to tell me what you think.