Summer of 96′ ——— March 8 2000
Kitty
Every night when my brother and I used to go to bed our
little Cuddles would sit at the end of our bed. She would lay there and
be a good little kitty. When we were scared she was there when we
were happy she was there.
We never thought that the day would come when we would not
see her at the end of our bed. I will never forget that day that we
were going to walk our dog Toby and we saw her laying in the road.
She had gotten hit by a car.
Megan
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