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handsome kitty
My mom spoils my dog rotten. He's a chorkie (Yorkie Chihuahua mixed.) That is her first grand-furry-baby.
It's my dad who is spoiling Khoas, which is a surprise. He told me I could never get a cat again and that he never wanted another one.
We had a cat years ago, Pookie. She was a red long haired tabby. She died of jaundice at age six. I woke up one morning when I was 11, and she was dead in my arms, curled to my chest. We had had her since she was 5-6 weeks, so ever since I was 5 yrs old. She was the sister I never had, and it was hard waking up with her like that--hard on all of us. I'd say it was harder on my brother and me. He was 9 and I was 11, it was the first death we experienced that was so close--that impacted us so much. It's a given my dad didn't want a cat again.
Khaos sort of pushed his way into our lives, and he's not going anywhere, now. Somewhere down the road I want to get another cat to keep him company. I'll probably adopted an older cat, an all black one. I've always wanted one of those.
It's my dad who is spoiling Khoas, which is a surprise. He told me I could never get a cat again and that he never wanted another one.
We had a cat years ago, Pookie. She was a red long haired tabby. She died of jaundice at age six. I woke up one morning when I was 11, and she was dead in my arms, curled to my chest. We had had her since she was 5-6 weeks, so ever since I was 5 yrs old. She was the sister I never had, and it was hard waking up with her like that--hard on all of us. I'd say it was harder on my brother and me. He was 9 and I was 11, it was the first death we experienced that was so close--that impacted us so much. It's a given my dad didn't want a cat again.
Khaos sort of pushed his way into our lives, and he's not going anywhere, now. Somewhere down the road I want to get another cat to keep him company. I'll probably adopted an older cat, an all black one. I've always wanted one of those.
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