I lost my loving kitty, Midnight, on 9-11. He was 18. a shelter kitty, and a unique, unpredictable companion for 17 years. My wife died of liver cancer in April, so losing Midnight was another difficult blow in a miserable year. My other black kitty, Cleopatra, is mourning both her human and her feline companions. I am, too.
I lost my loving kitty, Midnight, on 9-11. He was 18. a shelter kitty, and a unique, unpredictable companion for 17 years. My wife died of liver cancer in April, so losing Midnight was another difficult blow in a miserable year. My other black kitty, Cleopatra, is mourning both her human and her feline companions. I am, too.