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If She Wasn't Sleeping In My Arms Or Around My Neck, Sadie Was Nearby, Usually On The Back Of The Couch, Reaching Out To Touch Me And Just Making Sure I Was There. Miss You Every Day, Sweet Baby. Rest In Peace
This Is Mr Richardson. He Started Coming To Our House Last Year And He Would Come In Through The Window And He Slept On Our Neighbors Chair But It Wasn’t His. Mr Richardson Was The Greatest Cat Ever And No One Could Replace Him. He Was The Best. He Went Missing In March 2020 And Writing This Started To Get Me A Bit Emotional Since He Was So Great. I Still Have His Toys. The Photo Of Him Lying Down Is The Last Photo I Ever Took. I Remember He Would Always Wait For Me To Come Home From School. He Would Just Wait Outside And Then Walk In With Me. We All Miss You, Mr Douglass Richardson.