Even though you were such a little shit, and you tried to attack and bite my kids every time they walked by, and you peed on everything. i will still miss you.
Senior year, I will never forget the day my boyfriend came home from work at Castelwood. He had found a baby kitten in the back of a golf cart. A little lone kitten with an umbilical cord still hanging off.
Brandon made sure mama cat was not coming back for you, checked in hour after hour throughout the work day. Alas, you were still there at the end of 8 hours. all alone. He brought you home. we named you "Lucky"
You were one lucky cat. Even the vet said you might not make it. I brought you to Fenders. I brought you to Las Po. We couldnt leave you for more than a moment. . we bottle fed you every half hour. we wiped your butt with a cotton ball to get you to poo. We stayed up all night long for weeks. Brandon slept with his hand hanging off the side of his bed into a cardboard box ... nestled in his warm, big, hand was the only way you would sleep without crying all night.
My mom said "He is going to be the best dad someday" . she was right.
rest in peace Lucky. You were our first baby together.
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