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BUBBA
Shan’s kitty, Bubba, passed away. Bubba had wonderful mitten feets. I’d admire those little feets from far across the room from time to time. Bubba was a light introduction into Roxy whom all but cured me of my kitty fear.
Roxy passed away last autumn and I laid in bed bawling afterwards. She gave me affection at times when I needed it most. And I her. The last week of her life she seemed a bit creeky and her coat lacked luster. It only occurred to me after what was to be the last time she jumped up on my lap that it may have been incredibly difficult for her to have done so. I hadn’t thought to enquire as to her age. Still wish I could go back in time and gently pick her up for that last bit of lap time.
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