Our sweet cat, Ashes, found us after a walk during our first year of marriage. She was already full grown and we had no idea how old she was. We gave her some milk and food that first night. She came back every day for a month. She had a torn ear, was de-clawed and fixed. But it seemed if she had been abandoned. One night we had the first snow of the season and she was outside our door. That was the night she moved in our house and hearts forever. Yesterday we had to have her put to sleep. She was 20+ years old. All of our boys loved her and she was very loving to them (even if they were too rough).
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