I will never forget the sad,and puzzled MEEOOWW?? that Mr Scrappy let out,when I brought the empty carrier home.
He was looking for his Dear Friend Pouncer,who was An Angel.
Call me Crazy,but that night,I herad Scrappy purring ,and a Light was beside him,that looked like My Cat Pouncer.
After that he took,to his new Friend Michael,but we never forgot Pouncer.
That is a Great Poem.Kirstin,you are an Artist.