Wanda,
my cat, was about 6 years old when she died on February
8th 1997. I found her under a shrub in Austin, Texas
while helping my girlfriend move into an apartment.
It was 102 degrees and there was
no water, and a half dozen much larger stray cats all
around. I thought she was a grey cat, but she got a bath
and turned out to be a real cutie pie.
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Snoozing on the
glow-in-the-dark space quilt
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