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Posted: 05 Nov 2009 Posted: 26 Oct 2009 Posted: 23 Oct 2009 All Entries |
DustyMy kids had a cat that they loved very much. His name was Dusty because he never managed to clean his nose. He was a feral cat who, as a kitten, somehow managed to get into the house without anyone noticing. It was just before winter set in and the kids took to him right away, Grandma said yes, and he was there to stay. He lived with us for a couple of years and provided much entertainment as he was easily spooked and would jump high in the air when he was scared. A couple of weeks back he came into the house obviosly mauled by something, and he died the next day. We wrapped him in an old towel and buried him under a rock in my birch garden. The place my daughter picked for him. I will think of him every time I work in my garden. This blog entry has been viewed 299 times
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Sorry to hear about Dusty. What a sad way to go :(
So sorry about Dusty. Please be secure in the knowledge that he was loved and well taken care of by you and your children while he was here. That is a lot more than most feral cats get. Login or register to leave a comment. |
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