Momma's boy through & through. I crawled through construction site rubble to feed you every night for the two weeks it took for us to catch you. A kitten we discovered eating French fries under a car in the middle of downtown New Orleans. Mike named you Grim because of your rough start in life. Thirteen years we loved you and we did all we could to save you one last time. Rest in peace my sweet black cat.
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