Cricket adopted us at the shelter by jumping into my mother’s lap, nuzzling the top of her head under Mom’s chin, and settling down – clearly, “Here I am and here I stay.” Lucy got a home with us because I’m a softie, she’d already been returned to the shelter once, she was older, and she was a beautiful little lady. Buzz joined us because I (mistakenly) thought Cricket would welcome a baby (she liked to groom ME).
I chronicle Cricket’s life and the anguish of losing her in Breaking My Heart – Losing My Sweet Cat Cricket.
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