wrapped in calico, next to a warm water bottle in a little shoe box, my little huckster died this week.
yes, you read correctly.
and, yes, you know i cried.
kitten mortality here is just really high...and even though we dewormed immediately...just trust me when i say he gave it a good fight.
so, as i realized that maybe the reason i do not really care for animals is that the emotional attachment will eventually break my heart and i am not good at having my heart broken, i simultaneously realized that i will not be getting another kitten.
you win some, you lose some.
rest in peace, little huckleberry friend.
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