I write this with tears in my Eyes and I am so glad you are here to listen!

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A few year back my grandmother was put in a nurseing home and no one wanted her cat and Me knowing how much her cat ment to her I took him in my home his name was MR.Boots he was a big cat and my family just loved him a last year my grandmother died and I always set and wondered if she would approve of how I treated her cat whick I tried to treat him just like she would have like one of her childern we as a family even picked out chritmas presents for him every year well late last night while sitting here on mylot Boots jumped down from his favorite sleeping spot and began to have seizures of some sort I went and woke up my B/f me knowing not what to do then he started acting like he was going to throw up my b/f made sure he dint swallow his tounge and held him and tried to comfort him he started acting just fine after about 2 min and then he climbed in his litter box and laid down looked up at my b/f and took his last breath it just broke my heart I have been crying every since I woke my 7 year old son up this morn late so he would not have time to notice the cat was not here and hurried him off to the bus I did not want to tell him the cat died while he was sleeping in the middle of the night before he went to school cause he is so much like me now in less then an hour he will be home and I do not feel right keeping it from him any longer my 7 year old understands death he as had to deal with it alot more then the average 7 year old is there an easy way of tell him this really?