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Written by Sam
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To my lovely little jess, my Bu. I write this months after your death, ive since adopted two kittens since you left and they are lovely. But today i found myself missing you realising that no cat will ever replace you. I had you for fifteen years, we grew up together.
Always there waiting for me, always keeping me company when i was a teenager and something bad happend at school or some boy broke my heart. I used to chase you off the street terrified someone wouldnt notice you on the road, i used to carry you all the way home from school knowing you didnt want to come inside, but i was too silly to let you stay out in the busy hours of our old steet. Then when baby darcey came along you were getting a bit old by then. So soft though, you would let her pull at you and chase you.
I miss seeing you sitting on the rabbits hutch or climbing up our old tree. I miss you sitting at the living room door waiting to be in when i was ironing. Your grave is next to Joe's hutch under the apple tree where you'd sit.
I knew i was right to bring you in all those years after school. The one night i didnt come to get you someone ran you over. That sort of ending wasnt good enough for you, but ive accepted that, that's just life.
I miss my old Bu. You were one in a trillion!
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