My Annie cat is getting old and is starting to act it. It makes me a little sad. She's lived with me since before kids, before husband, since before husband and I were even an official "item". She is decidedly
my cat, not the family's cat. She's suffered the indecency of sharing her home with other pets. 5 cats and 4 dogs to be exact. 14 years, so much has happened in those years. If she had a mouth to speak she could tell the story of the majority of my adult life. I'll count her lack a blessing! Though having a conversation with her would be incredibly cool.
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