Wednesday, July 13, 2011


ZsuZsu didn't make it through the night. When I was a kid and lost my cat, Tootsie, my dad poured cement to mark his grave. I buried ZsuZsu out near him and picked a granite stone as a marker. She was a wonderful cat that got me through some very tough times. A great friend who always listened, never judged and never turned down a cuddle. She will be missed.

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