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Elite Member
Join Date: Sep 2010
Location: MS
Posts: 1,128
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When you're growing up, that's when things influence you the most.
I know this is a GSD forum, but I had a cat named Chester. I never said goodbye. Chester was my very first cat. When she was a kitten, she didn't like me, but I kept petting her and she was the only one of the litter that really warmed up to me. I loved Chester and I remember she used to use her paw to open the door and she'd jump on the table or hide under the couch. I used to hold her in my lap and she'd just sit there purring, never mind all that fur I got on my clothing and because of it, getting yelled by mother for getting all that fur all over me. She was a calico, she had white paws and would stick her little nose up at certain foods. She was with us for a long time. I miss her so much. Even mother remembers Chester. I never said goodbye to Chester. She is the cat responsible for dispelling my fear of cats. Thank you for all the memories. RIP Chester. |
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Senior Member
Join Date: Aug 2010
Location: Florida
Posts: 428
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Aww, I'm sorry for your loss. One of our kittens is a calico. Her coloring is so pretty and a little funny. It looks like she had on mascara and it ran under her eyes.
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