So, when I was sixteen, my mother decided that I needed a more cuddly, loving cat. Muffin wasn't exactly a people cat. Mom took me to the local ARF (Animal Rescue Fund) in Easthampton. I already knew what I wanted: an orange tabby kitten. There was one. A five-month-old male. He had the biggest paws I had ever seen on a kitten, and the littlest,
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My sympathies!
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It just feels like an emptiness.
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