my very old kitty cat he was my best friend he grew up with me at the end oldman died in my arms he held on for a while I told him it was ok to go home we would be ok and he took his last breath he was a very good kitty he had a stoke and lost his back legs so hubby made him a cart he crawled around it his little cart and loved it miss you oldman he was a stray kitten who use to eat in horefeed bucket and one day he beat grandmom back to house and ran in open door and was there from then on out
my very old kitty cat he was my best friend he grew up with me at the end oldman died in my arms he held on for a while I told him it was ok to go home we would be ok and he took his last breath he was a very good kitty he had a stoke and lost his back legs so hubby made him a cart he crawled around it his little cart and loved it miss you oldman he was a stray kitten who use to eat in horefeed bucket and one day he beat grandmom back to house and ran in open door and was there from then on out
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