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This morning I went to the gas station to pick up a few things. On my way home I noticed his little limp body in the grass in the median of the street across from our house. I didn't even know his name yet. He has been a brave kitty, coming to feed every few days. He would wait until I went inside and I would watch him from the window. He was still a kitten, about 7 months old I would guess. It breaks my heart knowing that he never had a home to call his own. Rest in Peace little kitty.
Here is a pic of him from about a month ago.
There is another kitty that looks just like him that lives around. For the longest time I didn't know that there were two because they look like twins. A few nights ago I discovered that they were not the same cat when they were both fighting in the street outside my house. As far as I could tell they were "mating" or about to so I tried to break them up. Now there is one.
Here is a pic of him from about a month ago.
There is another kitty that looks just like him that lives around. For the longest time I didn't know that there were two because they look like twins. A few nights ago I discovered that they were not the same cat when they were both fighting in the street outside my house. As far as I could tell they were "mating" or about to so I tried to break them up. Now there is one.