" Smokey " Aug. 4 1991 ------ June 13 1994
Cat
I got Smokey when I was 7 years old.
He was my best friend.
One day I went out side to feed him before I went to school.
I called him and he didn't come. I didn't see him for 3 days.
My mom gave up hope and offered to get me another cat.
But I didn't want another cat.
One day I was walking down the road and I looked in the ditch.
Smokey was lying in the ditch dead. Someone had hit him
and thrown him in the ditch. I cried for 2 weeks.
I didn't eat or go to school. The next day we built him a coffin
and buried him in the back yard with a cross over the grave.
He's still there today.
I love you Smokey.
I hope your in a better place.
Love Kathy
| Smokey |
| Katherine |