Pretty li’l kitty,
Sleep well tonight, free from pain.
Ours has just begun.
Our little Spitfire has gone on to that great big cat tree in the sky. After winning over everyone he met, our little baby kitty succumbed to a mysterious infection and was laid to rest in the cardboard cat bed Cricket made for him in school. A purple petunia marks his grave.
So long, sweet Spitfire. You are already missed.
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