This morning our cat Charlie passed. He was seventeen. He was my baby-meow, my boo-bear, my boos. We spent Charlie’s last summer lazing on the balcony with him when the sun was out and snuggling on the sofa at night….
a blog by Kim Russell
This morning our cat Charlie passed. He was seventeen. He was my baby-meow, my boo-bear, my boos. We spent Charlie’s last summer lazing on the balcony with him when the sun was out and snuggling on the sofa at night….
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