my Moosie by Moira McCarty

my Moosie

by Moira McCarty

I lost my best friend last night. His name was Moosie. He had FIV and just couldnt fight the infection anymore. He was only 2 years old. I thought he would be with me for a lot longer. He was a big black cat. He looked like a panther. He was the best friend a person could have. He always knew when I needed him. He was the smartest cat Ive ever had. He had me wrapped around his little black paw and he knew it, but that was ok, because I loved him so much. He was my big furry goon. He made me laugh. I cant imagine life without him.

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