Old cats don’t care

My heart stopped, I looked across the room, One of my babies lay still, I rushed across the room, He was cold, I tried to pick him up, There was a fine nylon taut around his neck, I raced for a knife, Cut.him free Held him to me, He was cold, I was gone maybeContinue reading “Old cats don’t care”

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