That left me crying. My cat Griffin was born into my hand in March 9, 2000. My best buddy, cuddled up with me in bed every night. He would wait on the cat bench outside my gate every day for me to come home. He went deaf about a year or so ago. In April this year I had some heart attacks and was whisked to hospital, spending three weeks there and having a heart bypass operation. That first day I didn't come home, Griffin went looking for me. My neighbours found him after he got hit by a car and buried him for me. They couldn't get hold of me because nobody knew where I was.
I still live alone but now with only four cats This cartoon made me think of my Griffin and all the good times. I miss him so much.
Not the usual comment I guess, but hey, I'm human.
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That left me crying.
My cat Griffin was born into my hand in March 9, 2000.
My best buddy, cuddled up with me in bed every night.
He would wait on the cat bench outside my gate every day for me to come home.
He went deaf about a year or so ago.
In April this year I had some heart attacks and was whisked to hospital,
spending three weeks there and having a heart bypass operation.
That first day I didn't come home, Griffin went looking for me.
My neighbours found him after he got hit by a car and buried him for me.
They couldn't get hold of me because nobody knew where I was.
I still live alone but now with only four cats
This cartoon made me think of my Griffin and all the good times.
I miss him so much.
Not the usual comment I guess, but hey, I'm human.
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