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Kitty

12. I also had a cat named Kitty. Deal with it.

I don't have any pictures of Kitty, that I know of. There might be one around somewhere.

She was a pure white shorthair, and she had many litters of kittens. I don't know what happened to all the kittens. I don't want to, either.

One day, Kitty didn't come home, and I figured she went away and died, as cats do.

Years later, someone told me she was found in a boat in drydock at the marina next door. She'd crawled in, as cats do, and then she had no way to get out again. I try not to imagine her last hours. It's not something I'd wish on any creature. At least Lassie died peacefully, in her sleep, at home. (My one consolation is imagining the look on the face of the boat's owner.)

Now, I have three cats, including a 14 year old calico who they think has lymphoma. She won't be around very much longer. The vet had me put her on a special diet and gave me some pills for her, but all they can do is make her more comfortable until the day she makes her last vet visit.

Maggie

Sorry to be so depressing, but it's just that kind of a day. Friday the 13th, you know. Which segues into tomorrow's entry quite nicely - which I'll try to make a bit more upbeat.