The first time I met her...my mom had picked me up from middleschool and was telling me that a cat had wandered into a kindergarten class (Mrs. Taylor, a favorite teacher of mine). My sister was in a nearby class and my mom decided to take her in. We had lost a cat earlier, Raz, when he went chasing after a mouse on the road. (We were watching
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A friend who I trust in such things tells me that our loved pets that die before us are there to greet us when we cross over. I don't know for sure whether or not she is right, but I know if she isn't right, I don't wanna go, I'd rather go where the critters are.
Love and hugs, hg
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