quesarah | (no subject)

Last night, I took my friend Suzi to the pet store to pick up food and biscuits for her dog. While we were there, I stopped to visit the rescue kitties they have for adoption. I saw a black male cat about 6 or 7 months old who looked just like my Franklin. Not only that, he acted just like my Franklin. He rubbed his side against the cage and let me scritch his head and back, and just kept coming back for more. His description on the cage said his favorite pastime is curling up on your chest and purring and purring.

I miss my cat. :(