Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Sleep well, sweet broken kitty.

She was fine when I left this morning.
She was already in rigor when I got home, 6 hours later.

Poor sweet little thing, she just never got a chance.
She had just turned two in July.

We had just decided that this would be our first night in the new house.

We'll bury her under the trellis rose there.


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