Kitty came into my life twenty years ago. When my son, Josh, and I were walking by "The Stock Exchange" store in our hometown, we saw a basket full of little cats in the window. We talked about getting a cat as a friend to our new little dogs, Asja. It was easy to choose. She has attractive eyes and the sweetest face.
In her new home in the woods, Kitty spent many afternoons climbing trees and playing with the bushes. She easily made friends with Asja.
Kitty was Josh's cat. My love to her came as a surprise because I had never had a cat as a child. I loved to pick her up, holding her into my arms. I danced with her around the room while listening to my favorite music. Every time I took out my yoga mat, she was right under my nose, making her appearance known.
Now Kitty is no longer here with us. The house feels very different. Many times during the day, I find myself stopping to remember if she needs to be fed, or if her water needs to be changed. I now realize just how much a part of my life she really was.
Kitty stayed as long as she could-twenty years, three months. And as lucky as I was to have her for so long. There will never be a time when I will not miss my Kitty girl.
A. She is always in my heart.
B. They shared the basement apartment for many years.
C. Kitty was the most beautiful one among the little cats.
D. At bedtime, I remember that she is no longer there for a good night kiss.
E. However, she became more and more my cat as Josh grew into adulthood.
