On my way home from a meeting today I stopped on Bloomfield road to pick up an injured kitty from the side of the road. He looked a great deal like the ginger tom we have been feeding...but it wasnt him. He died in my lap as I drove home. My husband didnt bat an eye when I walked in the house carrying a dead cat and crying my eyes out. He simply got up, put his shoes and coat on and went to dig a hole in the frozen ground. An hour later we had a cat funeral in ten degree weather. Thank you Brian Day. I know living with me can be a challenge. ❤️❤️❤️ If you know anyone who is missing an orange tom kitty near Jefferson school/Cape La Croix apartments please feel free to contact me. He was a handsome boy and we tried to do what we could for him.
Posted on: Sat, 10 Jan 2015 22:45:13 +0000