By Jewel Grace, October 17, 2019 — Smoky died June 14th 2017. She came to me as a baby foster. Whiskers on one side and a num of a tail. I thought maybe no one would want this funny looking kitty so I kept her.
I was Smoky’s sister. She groomed me with her cute little tongue. At the vet she acted wild. The vet said, “Are you sure you want this one?”
She had a kitty sister, Ruby. They didn’t like each other so they stayed on different floors.
One day, Smoky stopped eating. Then she yowled in pain. It was time to let her go. But you see, I haven’t let her go. Who am I writing about?
So I rededicated my love for Ruby. Bought a gold tiger’s eye crystal to replace Smoky’s crystal.
Today is June 14, 2019. Sail away sweet Smoky, goodbye brave hero. Go in peace. Namaste.