June 29th 2011 12:07 am
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When my owner found me behind a soda machine as a kitten, she took me home to her daughters and husband. Her husband and I used to rough play (before I became too weak), and her daughters cuddled me alot. My owner took me to the vet. She started to cry when we left. I had fleas, ear mites, and kitty cancer. They nursed me back to health, but then I got worms. I was so weak I couldnt walk or control when I went to the bathroom. They decieded to put me to sleep. I rest in peace.