Saying bye to Spitter - the cat
You would honestly think that, after living in the country for ten years, I'd quit bawling everytime a cat gets killed in the road! Spitter was born here and was named that cause she would PSFFT at us everytime we picked her up. She decided, after a few years, to live at the farm across the road. But, she'd come here to eat and visit. In fact, she brought her kittens here last week.
Say, LindaT, do you remember how she "kitten kidnapped" Brat when he was a baby?? He came back thinner cause Spitter mothered everything and became skin and bones doing it.
Well, Spitter must not have been paying attention cause she got hit by a vehicle a little while ago. DARN! And worse, the damnable buzzards are trying to get her. My DH is driving 40 miles home, to bury her, cause good ol' Spitter deserves a final good-bye.
Thanks for putting up with me and my rambling...
Last edited by Tippy; 09-13-2002 at 12:32 PM.
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