Orange Kitties...

10 years ago, I felt you would run... little Abbie.

Not so much little. You were BIG; ABBIE.

Orange and White tabby. A fren and an enemy of everything BIGGER.

I was so glad I could call you back, you respected me. And I respect you ABBIE.

The runt of your litter, such a pretty Boy, and yet you always came back to me. Respect my fren. Respect.

You are alive to this Day. You found a great family to be with.

What I would give to have you in my Life.

But that is the trick, right?

Two apartments before now? You were there. And my folk's house? You are there.

My place? YOU ARE THERE ABBIE.

GOD BLESS YOU!