I miss my cats. During Eviction One, I took them to my sister's place in Poplarville, MS. They freaked out, peed in every bed, got tossed outside and disappeared. I hate myself for allowing this to happen. They trusted me, and now they're gone.
I have loved and cared for many felines, beginning with a black-and-white tuxedoed stray that I named Velcro. She had four babies--Amos 'n' Andy, Patches and Junior Kitty. Mavis (from upstairs) moved in, and had an adorable little boy kitten that I named Boo. A vagabond that I called simply "Mommy Cat" had four precocious male offspring--Noodles, Copper, Fluffy and Bottle Brush Kitty. Baby was euthanized...cancer. Another mommy cat showed up and gave birth in the days after Katrina, giving us the gorgeous but aloof Grey Kitty, and affectionate lap-cat and loyal friend of seven years, Tabby.
No cats, no connections, no future. Tired of the isolation. Tired of crying.
I am SO outta here--two weeks from today!
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