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RIP Picasso
You were such a good kitty.
I came home from work and my dad said one of our two cats was still outside. I called for the cat, put my stuff away and talked to my girlfriend. Still no cat at the door so I walked around the house calling for her. Didn't hear the bell on her collar so I went back inside and waited. Fed the other cat, noticed it was acting odd. Waited, went back out, didn't find the cat, got in my truck and drove around the neighborhood. Saw something black and lumpy so I parked and walked up. :(
I've been crying since then. Picasso's littermate, Peaches, is still acting weird but I fed her a bunch of canned food so that she goes to sleep. She's probably going to go crazy tomorrow, no Pic and all of us at work.
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