My cat Snowball, whom I've had since I was four, died at about 1:15 AM this morning. I saw him one evening as my dad was hanging Christmas lights at our old home in Walnut, and begged my mom to let me keep him. He was named Snowball because he was, as a young cat, almost pure white, and enjoyed sleeping under our Christmas tree. He slept in my room
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