Photo: I hope you remember me, where ever you are..
This was my yet-to-be-named kitten..
I fell in love with her, but about four days ago.. she went missing..
Sometimes it feels like I'm losing everything.
She was the sweetest.. About a month and a half old, and yet she'd curl up at night with me and sleep until the morning came.
She was wanted in heaven.. it's where she belongs.
I miss you..
Now mom is trying to hook me up with a little black kitten. She's cute, but it's not the same.
aww I feel for you I know what its like to loose a beloved. I've lost a few, but I always allow myself to have another and I know they are never the same as the ones who've sadly passed on but they are equal as they are their own special beings and I always fall equally in love with them. you should think about this little black kitten because you never know she could be the yet-to-be-named finding her way back to you... in a way. It's also nice to confide your feelings into something so pure.
I know how you feel. My cat went missing a few years ago, and I never thought I'd see him again. I honestly thought he was dead. He was so fragile when we had him. He'd been found by the RSPCA as a stray, but you could tell there was a lot more to it than that. He has a cigarette burn above his right eye, and he's absolutely petrified of people. I didn't think he'd be able to cope by himself. He was gone from August to November, and the weather was incredibly harsh by the sea.
After a few months my parents started talking to me about the possibility that he was gone forever, and maybe it would be better to get a new cat to help me cope. I didn't want a new cat. I wanted that cat. I went for walks looking for him for hours each day. He had to be out there somewhere, although I was terrified that the sea had taken him. But I wouldn't give up hope that one day I'd see him again.
He was found by a woman four months after he'd gone missing. She'd noticed him around, and she took a picture of him and came over to show us. We had to wait until he was next around, so we gave her our phone number, and we waited. The second the phone rang we were there like a shot, and sure enough, there he was. I'll never forget the look on his face, and the state of him, when I saw him again, and he saw me back. I hope your girl is okay. It's a horrible feeling to not know what happened to her. But I'm sure she's somewhere.
I had to do a double take. She looks so much like my Tom Cat (his name not what he is any more) Hubby calls him Hitler(sp) cause of the spot uner his nose. I'm sorry she is missing too
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In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said the boy should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere green
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And I'm sorry you had to lose her.
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really sweet!
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After a few months my parents started talking to me about the possibility that he was gone forever, and maybe it would be better to get a new cat to help me cope. I didn't want a new cat. I wanted that cat. I went for walks looking for him for hours each day. He had to be out there somewhere, although I was terrified that the sea had taken him. But I wouldn't give up hope that one day I'd see him again.
He was found by a woman four months after he'd gone missing. She'd noticed him around, and she took a picture of him and came over to show us. We had to wait until he was next around, so we gave her our phone number, and we waited. The second the phone rang we were there like a shot, and sure enough, there he was. I'll never forget the look on his face, and the state of him, when I saw him again, and he saw me back. I hope your girl is okay. It's a horrible feeling to not know what happened to her. But I'm sure she's somewhere.
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On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said the boy should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere green
-- Joe Diffie
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