I teared up reading this. I’ll be praying that you and your family can heal from the loss soon. R.I.P., Ghlaghghee!
Glaghghee came to us in May of 2003 when my then next-door neighbor Jerry knocked on my door, said, “here’s the kitten your wife said she wanted,” thrust a small, furry thing into my hands, and then walked off. I looked at the small puff of fur, literally no larger than my hand, said “okay” to myself and then took it upstairs with me.
Then I called my wife, who was at work, and the conversation went like this:
Me: You didn’t tell me you ordered a cat.
Krissy: I ordered a what?
Me: A cat.
Krissy: I didn’t order a cat.
Me: Jerry just came over with a kitten that he said you wanted. He mentioned you specifically.
Krissy: Oh, lord. I was talking to him the other day and he said that his cat had had kittens and that he thought that one of them was an albino…
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