Hes home!! At 1:22 in the morning Im woken up by James barking dog. Romeo was meowing at the front door. At 1:22 my teenage cat decided he was hungry enough to come running back home after 3 days, that it was too cold to be running the streets with his hoodlum friends. After 3 days of worry and crying and searching and driving the streets and looking through peoples piles of discarded furniture, I can sleep now, knowing hes fed and warm and safe. Mom, I think I may have gotten a glimpse of what you endured throughout my adolescence. Thank you baby, for helping me search for him and comforting me!
Posted on: Wed, 26 Nov 2014 06:58:38 +0000
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