from my diary, Tuesday, July 30, 1991:
[hubby] brought home a kitten he found in [nearby] apartments--I stayed home--kitten very sweet--other cats less happyThis, of course, was Mr. Whiskers, whom I lost at the end of May earlier this year. I still miss him every single day, but I'm getting better at recalling the happy memories. I knew this
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