It is with a heavy heart that I am writing this. Tiny Kitten, the love of my life, was taken by a large animal the day before last, and is in a better place now. Do cats go to Heaven? I hope they do. Because I like to think that she's swimming (she loved water) with puppies (which she loved as well). She was the best/worst cat ever, in that she was so mischievous, yet so entertaining. I miss her with every ounce of my being. There's an empty spot at my feet, Tiny Kitten, and I hope you're up there smiling. And God? Is there a reason for this? Because I sure hope it's good. And is it too much to ask that the coyote that took her dies a slow, painful death?
Live long and prosper. Tiny Kitten would have wanted you to.
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