The Iron Wicket (violue) wrote,
The Iron Wicket
violue

My cat, Misa, went outside one day two years ago and just never came home. She was only like a year and a half old, and yet I was so attached to her. Hell, I still miss her. There's this little toy that Misa loved. It started out as one of those dingly bells attached to a fluffy mouse looking thing, attached to a string, attached to a black stick. But, after months of wear and tear, the stick and half the string ended up gone. But she still LOVED that thing. If I wanted to find her all I had to do was jingle that bell. In fact when I was looking for her, I brought it with me hoping she'd hear it. I used to put it somewhere when I was sleeping, because it was hard to sleep when she was playing with it at all hours. The last time I put it away, it was under the cushion of a living room chair. It's still there now. Every time I think about throwing it away, or even just giving it to one of the other cats to play with, I get so upset.

Well, I've gotten that out. Cheers.
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