I burried my cat today.
She was 20 years old, and the coolest cat in the world. Her names was bilbo, and she used to attack my toes. My Mom and I picked a spot where she would pass every day, on her trips, to lay her to rest. At night, I would stand by the back door and whistle. And She'd come barreling down bushes and trees. storming to me. I touched her dead body. She was the softest cat to. I filled the hole with my hands, and dirt. It rained.
sadness surrounding all.
Catch ya on the flipside, tiger.
My cat
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