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Goodbye My Old Girl
my name is Snuggles Kitty and I live in a Victorian apartment building with my human mother and elderly Smudges Cat Smudges is very old and sometime forgets to clean her face so, I do that for her one morning mother got the cat carrier out (I really hate that thing) anyways, she put my old girl inside and left I wanted to yell ... bring her back, please and when mother came home that carrier was empty and mother was weeping and weeping I did not understand at first and I tried my best to comfort her finally, I searched for old Smudges everywhere then, I knew ... my old girl had crossed the rainbow bridge ( I wonder, did mother know that I was weeping too) I rolled myself up in my blanket for three days and refused to drink or eat until mother said in her big voice Snuggles that is enough ... I don't want to lose you too mother left me on the bed under my blanket until I came looking for her I ate and drank and cuddled with mother purring loudly we are coming to terms with living without our precious Smudges though, the end of grieving may be far away we still have each other Smudges is buried in the garden in the shade of a tree it is the spot she loved ... a rock marks her grave and in every season we leave her flowers and, everyday we leave tears for our old girl
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