Bittersweet

[piratewench]

Once, when I was in third grade, I had to write a story for class. I wrote a biography of my cat, Spike. I wrote about how he was a four-week-old kitten when I got him from the neighbors across the street. Their cat had kittens and they were giving them away (four weeks premature, but I was only four years old myself, so I didn't know any better).

Comments

[drunkensailor]

It sounds like Spike was an exceptional cat- more than a cat- and you were lucky to have known him. Some things are irreplaceable, I'm sorry for your loss. At least for 18 years, Spike's entire, very long life, he had someone like you to care about him like he cared about you.