Carrie by Jen

Carrie was not my cat she was a neighbors. But I loved her as my own. I remember her following me home before I went inside she would sit there and lick my face. Her tongue felt like sandpaper. Almost every day she would come on my porch and scratch on the door waiting for me to go outside and play with her. Right before she disappeared she had 4 kittens Only 2 survived my friend still has one of the kittens she looks exacly like her mom. Her name is Munchkin. About a week after her kittens went on their own Carrie mysteriously disappeared.

Jen

 

Carrie
Jen