Just a couple hours after I wrote about Justine, we lost our senior kitty. She was that "poultry-geist" who had served as my avatar with her outstretched, demanding paw, for, gosh, the past eight years. There she is, up there. Lunging for chicken at family dinner.
The extraordinary, smart and gutsy Fuzzy Princess Saralinda Droopy-Whiskers, passed
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