Saturday, March 20, 2010

It was lonly without you

Yesterday was the first day that it was warm enough this year for me to work in the Whiskers Memorial Butterfly Garden. The whole time I was weeding I kept expecting to hear you come meowing out of the woods to tell me what you had been up to. You always had so much to say. I just wish I could have understood every meow you uttered. It was lonely weeding without a kitty in my lap, and so sad not to see you sitting in the Butterfly Chair while you supervised the weeding or hiding under the plants. ~Alasandra

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