A good-bye
When I was 16 my mom took me to get a kitten at the local humian society(Or the pound if you prefer). There she fell in love with a little orange tabby kitten. He was the one of two of a litter left in that cage and so my mom insisted I get this brother a orange and white tabby so they wouldn't be lonely. She named this orange kitten Nicky after ( Read more... )
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*big hugs*
They become such a big part of our lives - it's so hard when we loose them. But it is nice to think of Nicky and Remo being together again.
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