my kitty died. with eyes open, frozen (rigor mortis?) in a lying position. possibly reaching out for me to come save it.

barely a month old. and i didn't do all i could to save it. it was the cutest. it loved to sit on my shoulders, closing its eyes and resting. and it came running whenever i came home. goodbye, kitty. i know you are still around with us. in spirit. cos u know we loved you from the moment i picked you up from the drain you were stuck in.

here's to you, my darling adorable kitty.

LUCIANO (LUCY) CHARICHAN
29TH OCTOBER 2002
Thank you for loving us.

we'll remember you for being the fuzzy thing running around following me while i went about doing my stuff. take good care.

e.