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Today my Mom did a very hard thing and took Mittens, the family cat, to be put to sleep. She lived 21 years. 21! My mom is a good kitty mama. And Mitty was an awesome cat. You should have seen all the things she killed in her heyday. Mice trembled at the sound of her name.
I gave her that stupid name when I was 14 years old, old enough to have given her a better name. She wore it well, though.
Rest well, little girl.
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I'm so sorry. 21, though! What a long, great catlife!
Posted by: Lesleyest | February 25, 2013 at 02:55 PM
Such an adorable little murderer! Yay for a long life well lived.
Posted by: Jennifer | March 03, 2013 at 06:19 AM