In Memory of Kirstyn

Since my cat's death it has been hard because he was a great cat. He would always say good morning to me every morning. He died from rat poison we think. The day when he died he was puking in his cat pen and when I got home froim school, I found him in my bros bed and he was dead laying there as cold as cold could be. When my dad buried him I gave him a ball for him to play with in heaven.
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