Tuesday, December 31, 2002
Bye Hershey
My family’s cat, Hershey, died yesterday. He was eighteen, and it had been coming, but I will still miss him. He was the most docile, loving cat I have ever known – n slight to my three at home.
Then again, he was only docile with humans (he’d let my sister dress him in bikinis and dresses. Around other cats, he was a hellion, and did not lose, despite having been declawed. It was an interesting thing to see this mood swing, as Lockheed had the misfortune to do one summer while boarded at my home.
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