This is a drawing of my old cat, Dobby.
He was a sweet brown tabby that loved to be outdoors. Unfortunately, he contracted an eye infection as a side effect of cat Herpes. The infection ruptured his eye and made him so sick that he had to be put down.
My family all loved Dobby, but they wanted to replace him.
My mom bought a dog in the hopes that he would mend the hole Dobby left behind.
I don't like dogs and never have, so this didn't work for me. I still haven't gotten over Dobby, but my whole family is acting as if a dumb mutt can replace a kind, gentle cat.
Dobby
I loved him like no other, but now he's gone
Don't they care?
They force me to love another
Tell me, is that fair?
They try to make me happy,
But gloom is all I know.
The more I try to stop it,
The stronger it will grow.
They tell me, "Try new things,
Get yourself a different hobby,"
But everything I say and do
Reminds me of my poor cat Dobby.
The awful sickness claimed him,
It came and stole him from me.
Now I'm shackled by grief
And I'll never be free.
I'm starting to forget his meow,
The softness of his fur,
The color of his clear, green eyes,
The gentle rumble of his purr.
Now my heart's broken, it can't be fixed,
It's damaged beyond repair.
That dog won't replace him, I can't love it,
Because that wouldn't be fair.
I loved him like no other, but now he's gone
Don't they care?
They force me to love another
Tell me, is that fair?
They try to make me happy,
But gloom is all I know.
The more I try to stop it,
The stronger it will grow.
They tell me, "Try new things,
Get yourself a different hobby,"
But everything I say and do
Reminds me of my poor cat Dobby.
The awful sickness claimed him,
It came and stole him from me.
Now I'm shackled by grief
And I'll never be free.
I'm starting to forget his meow,
The softness of his fur,
The color of his clear, green eyes,
The gentle rumble of his purr.
Now my heart's broken, it can't be fixed,
It's damaged beyond repair.
That dog won't replace him, I can't love it,
Because that wouldn't be fair.
