Mom took my sister away this week. She's been no fun lately, we couldn't play because she couldn't walk anymore.
I'm not happy about this, I'm glad she is, and I quote mom here, "In a better place and out of pain" but I don't like that she's gone.
I don't like being alone. I miss her, even if we couldn't do anything more than sleep together in the cat bed.
Mom's talking about another cat. I don't know about this. What if this new cat isn't like Bitsey? What if she is?
I'm in a bad mood, so here are some great pictures of my baby sister, may she rest in peace. I know I'll see her again at the Rainbow Bridge.
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