On a Spring morning many years ago, when I was taking out the trash, I saw a tiny kitten with enormous paws in our front yard. I called to him, and he approached close enough for me to scoop him up.
When my husband Rick got home from work that night, I said, “Look what I found”.
Rick said, “I think that’s our kitten”.
And we lived happily ever after until last week.
We feel so fortunate that we found each other. I’m also grateful for your understanding and expressions of sympathy. They have been enormously comforting.