You Had Me At Meow

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This old gal…

Got a message…from that cat mom friend of hers…Old Man Wrigley isn’t well…it said…not well at all…
Wrigley…Wriggles…Wiggy…Wrigley-Butt…Cutie…Sweetie-Pie…was there…when new-to-town me…needed a friend…needed someone to love…needed something to do…

Not a cat fan…never a cat fan…but Old Man Wrigley…neighbor cat extraordinaire…had this old gal…at meow…was worried about leaving him…to travel south…said those exact words…as we drove off…what if…something happens to Wrigley…while we’re gone…he’ll think…we abandoned him…

This husband and I…talk about him…every day…laugh about his quirks…his habits…his knocking at our front door…at 5:30…every morning…one of us…already imagining a kitty cuddle reunion…come spring…

But that…is not to be…got to say good-bye…that friend of mine kind enough to FaceTime…got to tell sweet Wrigley…we love him…we miss him…that he is the prettiest kitty in the whole wide world…and he started to purr…she said…couldn’t hold his head up…couldn’t keep his eyes open…but he started…to purr…

And this old gal’s heart…breaks…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…