My Friend.Sometimes we don’t get to say goodbye. Sunday night September 15th My Friend slipped into darkness around the corner for the last time. He was not coming back, bouncing around that corner anymore. I had seen him just that afternoon outside and I told him that we had adopted two new kittens and he said, "Okay I will get some food for them.” He loved feeding people, and cats too apparently. He told me that he hadn’t seen me for a long time and that I had had a...
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