A couple of weeks ago, I posted a story about two kittens that I adopted. Smokey has turned into a very beautiful, healthy kitten. Bear has not. She has not grown. She can hardly walk. She died in my arms tonight. How is it that these little guys can be with you only for a short while, and yet you fall in love with them? At the moment my heart is broken. I already miss her.
[This message has been edited by Dixie Belle (edited May 22, 2001).]
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