today, my sister cat died, before he died my cat chalky (my sister named him) had a broken leg then he goes to the doctor had his back leg and his tail cutted only remain his 3 other legs and has no tail, after my mom and my sister bringed him home he is in pain (idk what to write here so imma just skip it) i didn't get to sleep cuz i have to take care of chalky, after 6 hours of taking care of him, he wanted to sleep but suddenly he felt a lot of pain in his body then pass out, his arms were shaking, after all the shaking he died, i woke up my sister and my mom they both got sad but me? I just stand there, looking at my cats dead body while my mom and my sister were crying and i had no hard feelings and just salutes. Woke up my dad to tell him to dig chalky dead body and so my dad woke up brings his body downstairs to outside and dug a hole put the body in and close the hole. I have a picture of my cat before he died.