I’m literally crying
Thursday, February 8th, 2007Those who have known me awhile know of my baby, Tiger. He was the cat that Josh found in the Garden Center in Orlando. He disappeared mid-2005, and hadn’t been seen. We thought he was gone. A few months before Kathy died, I heard him meow in the garage. No one believed me and I thought I was losing my mind. Turns out I wasn’t. Josh saw him today. Jamie wrecked her car (she’s fine, everything’s okay). Taz was chasing something, and it ran like Tiger, meowed like Tiger, looked like Tiger. We’re preferring to think of it as Kathy giving us something back, something she knew we missed. Josh has already agreed that Tiger’s coming back with us. Next time we’re down there, we’re going to pick him up and bring him home. We’re not risking losing him again.
I'm a 26 year-old female living in Kansas with my husband and our two kids. The purpose of this blog is more of a release of all things, but I do have a couple of other blogs for other endeavors. 

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