Well the kitty Mary decided to be her favorite was very sick when we got it. She carried that thing all over and it didn't get any better. It would not eat or drink anything. Well, Monday morning after the gym, we came home to a dead cat. It was a very dramatic experience, for 20 minutes. Then she decided Syrah, the black one, was her favorite. Life was good again. Funny how quickly kids can change their minds and forget things. Kevin came home and he dug a hole and buried the cat. It was a quick thing. Mary is totally happy with Syrah and does not mention the other one. It was a sad first family pet experience. But I know there will be more to come.
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