
she never grew up. she played like a kitten every day. she made you smile the instant she walked into a room. she had the most beautiful purr. she was incredibly soft. she was my baby kitten and she kept her promise to always be a kitten.

i ran this evening. a day later than my normal schedule. i ran for abby. she would have still beat me; chortling the whole way.
i am jealous of your serenity
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