Why I sigh

Personal junk, things I think are funny, sad stuff, happy stuff, just my life as I see it + lots of dreams. (Disclaimer- Not everything that appears in this blog is 100% accurate.)

Saturday, August 28, 2004

Rupert

I used to have a kitty named Rupert, we raised him from a kitten. He was mainly my dad's cat until I got an apartment that allowed pets. He was the sweetest kitty, but he left, he got outside and probly couldn't get back into the building. I miss him. I wish I could get another cat but can't have one where I live now.







Isn't he a cutie?

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