π’Yes, I am crying out loud right now too. The little girl inside's heart is breaking all over again seeing him. Seeing him not just in this picture but from all the times I sat on steps near here with him by my side, the only being I felt understood me. I was never good at communicating. I was so alone. He even ran away from home with me - hahaha - just to the side yard and woods still on our property. I ate a banana I had carried in my tied up red bandanna on a stick and called it a successful day. You know who your friends are when they listen to your problems and run away with you, even for an hour.
I wish that dot wasn't on his face. I wish I had been a better cat guardian. I can only do better now. Love you for ever Muff Muff.
This story started as an email to a friend of mine. She used to like to pretend she was mean and didn't have friends. She has cats too. Her beloved Idgit of 19 years passed away 2 years ago a few days ago. She also adopted him when he was just a little orange guy who needed love and for someone to take care of him. He gave a lifetime of love to her and her family, human and furry. We got to be friends over cats. I have been telling her my first kitten was also a red, and I am about to get another. I needed to find these old pics and share them with her. And so I ended up writing a sweet little tale of my first love Muffy. I thought I would share it with others.
And if anyone knows about that book with the kitten called Muffin, I would love to hear about it in the comments. I'm pretty sure it was of the brand - Little Golden Books and I can recall an illustration with a Mother with the kitten on the vacuum or carpet sweeper. We all know how our cats are so interested in watching if not helping us do our housework. Or maybe that was in Sally, Dick and Jane?
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