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I get to have my first Thanksgiving tomorrow. I would like to say that I'm sharing it with my cat mama, but she died just a month ago. My person mama liked having her around, liked feeding her every day. But then my cat mama, named Mama, darted out into the middle of the road and was hit. I have a happy life. I have my brother here. Another cat brother moved in. I'm surrounded by four-legged friends and two-legged friends. They take good care of me. I even got a Thanksgiving feast of raw chicken bits until I felt too fat to keep eating, but I kept eating, anyway. But nothing seems right now Mama's gone. We weren't even close. I haven't seen her much since I was little. She was outside, mostly. I was in. But the sadness creeps in sometimes. Especially on holidays.
