Thursday, April 05, 2007

So Long Old Friend

I'm a little sad and guilty about giving you up. But I'm also relieved. You'd started to make me sneeze, so I locked you out of the bedroom. And you stood outside the door and cried. Every night. That's no kinda kitty life! And let's be honest, you were in the habit of literally biting the hand that feeds you. I hope you're happier where you ended up. I'm going to miss the fuzzy pants you wore everyday.

1 comment:

Paige said...

He's in a better place I'm sure of it!