was my first cat out of 4 other cats. She was beautiful with pearl white
fur and lovely blue eyes. She was about 5 when she just passed away,
having been run over by a car.
She meant everything to me. When I was small and had not
too many friends, I would talk to her and she would understand and start
to rub herself against my legs. She would always come when I called
for her and was always a happy cat. Sometimes I wished it hadn't had
to happen to her and why not my other cats. But I regret that. It was
her time. And I will always miss her and I can still remember the way
her quiet meow sounded like. So I talk to her every night cause I know
now that she is in a better place and will take care of me and fly over
me with her beautiful long white wings as she waits for me up there.
So Ginger I love you with all my heart and will never ever
Your loving owner, Caroline