I had a terrible breakdown last night, so Mom took Noah back this morning. She talked to the lady that runs the shelter, who was my 7th grade teacher, and she said she has several homes in mind for him. He was actually really happy to see everyone and purred as he ran off to play. He's going to have a better life now. I just wasn't able to be healthy enough to give him what he deserves. I feel like a weight has been lifted off me.

He was a perfect cat. I was the one who was bad. He'll make someone very happy soon. 

I love u Noah, goodbye.