My first grandkitty. Only fourteen years old and such a sweet little girl. As with so many cats, failing kidneys took her away from us.

This is too close to losing Magnus and Cassie.

Our lives are filled with death these days, and I do not like it.

Goodbye, sweet baby. I’m going to miss your nose licks every time I came to visit. You were a wonderful little girl and we will miss you.

Target: 1500 words
Written: 2004 words, novel: Father Lightning