Dec. 14 1992 —- 1996
Cat
The day my Baby died I was 7 years old and my Mom and Dad
had separated. I was with my Mom at my sisters work place when
we got a call saying our house had burnt and we went to see it.
My Aunt Kittey said she saw Baby on the sofa just
minutes be fore the house caught fire.
I will never have a cat as precious as my Baby girl.
Jennifer
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