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My birthday.

There is 365 days of a year . I am sure thatís correct as I have felt every one by myself . Triple interest rate rise on your mortgage when you can barely survive as it is but you know this is life . I mean what are you going to do about it suck it up and shut up . Your health takes a nose dive as stress mounts up itís not a hill now itís a mountain. Your cat of 14 years that makes five thousand and one hundred and ten days was your text messages every one of those days with you got this with paw prints of love . He didnít miss a single one even though food truly was his first love . Now as cancer won and you passed through into heavens gate I appreciate how you negotiated your
appetite and your love . It wasnít just when you felt hungry you know cupboard love I think you were clever . Got life sussed the more you give the more you get in return. Now I see what life is like minus stress and making time . You even jumped up on your
last legs to greet me . I learnt so much from a cat how to be there completely . Thank you for all the lessons about life but mostly for bringing me the sunshine everyday even if was raining . You will forever be my rainbow and how today is my birthday and how I have lost my ribbons and bows wrapped up in four furry feet and someone who knew what being human was all about .
Written by Maple666
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