He checked in with me 10 times a day. And he meant the world to me.
Our cat, our beautiful boy, our Kenny, is gone. And I am suffering. My whole family is.
Since bottle feeding him as an orphaned baby, we’ve been so immensely close. He slept on my neck.
He checked in with me 10 times a day. And he meant the world to me.
I am... was my cat’s mama. All I had to do was call out to him “mama’s here...” and he couldn’t resist. No matter where he was, what he was doing, he would come running, tail straight up, and start purring.
Kenny is gone, but his mama is still here and I cannot get my aching heart
to rest.
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