katlefiya's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - CP and the strange new cat rubbed themselves around my ankles. Looking at the strange new cat I knew that Tinkerbell had died. I did not want to push this new cat away, but I did not want to replace Tinkerbell. I wasn't ready for her to be dead. CP looked like she was similarly struck but was glad of having a second companion to undo the mistakes she made with Tinker. I woke up crying histerically. 8:20 a.m. - 2004-04-22 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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