Shar
This is a story about a little kitten who loved and was loved. She lived to be one month and two weeks but the short time she lived she left a memory imprinted deep forever. I got her in a small rescue organization in Newton, Connecticut. She only asked for two things: a good home and lots of love.
She came home with me and my family and soon became my little shadow. Wherever I was she was there too. A week after we brought her home she started to limp and we took her to the vet. She said that Shar, the kitten, only had a pulled ligament. The night before she died she couldn't walk and I knew it was the end. My friends tried to convince me that she would live longer but that night I had a feeling that she would leave me! The next morning she was dead when I woke up. She had left me with much pain and gone to join her mother in heaven. I love you Shar.