Mommy, before the movers come, next time we move, we should dig in the same hole where we put Mira, and see if she is still there. If she is not there, then we know she is in heaven.
She left us as she came to us, loving the warm sunshine, the outdoors, and eating tuna.
Sunday, May 18
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Good kitty.
This breaks my heart. I love my kitty so.
Love to you.
You know... when we were little my brother was broken hearted because my dad accidentally ran over a black kitten that we had (there were two mother cats who came to our house to have their litters of kittens). He actually went to the backyard and dug up the kitten. very sad.
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