The last three months of 2013 were literally a nightmare. On October 18, 2013, my beloved feline soulmate/companion Midnight James' health suddenly took a drastic and sudden decline. I knew in my heart that he wasn't going to make it. I called the vet and got an appointment as soon as the office opened the next day. The vet took him into the animal clinic and kept him comfortable as he ran some tests. Midnight died in the early hours of the morning of October 21, 2013. I knew that he was gone because I had the urge to play the song I had chosen several years ago as his memorial song. I had gotten up at a VERY early hour and listened to our song. The vet called a little after 8 a.m. to tell me the news. I screamed, cried and begged my family to kill me as well. I had always planned to follow him in death should anything happen to him. My parents held me against my will at their home. They were afraid I'd do something stupid if I was alone at my house. The pain from the loss of Midnight is unbearable at times, but, I've got to stay strong for my 2 current cats, Mr. Tux and my wee young Mercutio Aristotle. The week Midnight died, I had decided to adopt a 3 month old Hemingway Polydactyl kitten from a shelter to help ease the agony of losing my soulmate. I found Mercutio at a shelter in Columbus. The shelter had a special adoption thing going on and I ended up only paying $5.00 for him. He is the best kitten a girl could have. Mr. Tux is a great cat too. Exactly 2 months after losing my soul mate, my sister suddenly passed away. She was technically gone when my parents found her. She was on life support for 3 days before her passing was official. Her viewing and services were held the day after my 26th birthday. Her death has sort of made the holiday season a LOT harder for the family to think about. Especially my mother.