“Daddy, daddy he can`t move!” “Don`t freak out.’’Ok let me stop it right here and tell you whats going on.It all started when my mom brought a five month kitten home.My dad had always wanted a fat cat but,this kitten wasn`t going to be one.One of my sisters wanted to name it Oswald.I didn`t like it but,it stuck.He always brought us what he could catch.He once caught a baby bird and the parents dive bombed him for weeks!The dogs and cat always played with each other.He would always do flips and tackle our little dog,Sophie,down.One warm,summer night my dad and I came home only to find my cat meowing funny.I thought something looked fishy so I  decided to investigate.I could barely touch him or he would cry in pain as I carried him inside.He couldn`t stand or walk .So when he was trying to get to the litter box we didn`t notice which ended with a accident happening.So my dad cleaned it up.My dad and I decided to take him to a vet.He had two more accidents on the way to the vet.The vet examined him.She took him to the x-ray.She showed us his pelvis.It turned out to be broken in two places.She told us one was major and if we wanted to not euthanize him he might not walk again.After that we drove home.The next day he was worse!He was peeing blood, it was horrible.My family and me discussed the matter.We decided we should what was best for him.So my dad drove down and told him to euthanize.They asked if he wanted to watch,but he couldn`t.Since then it`s been a month.People say that to get over a pet get a new one.Well we did.Her name is kitty/Daisy but she could never wipe my memory of him.