Bob was the friendliest, most affectionate kitten/cat ever and he used to follow me around like a puppy. J's mom dreaded telling me that Bob has been gone for months, but she finally broke down when I asked how he was doing--most likely, he was attacked or eaten by a coyote. I know that losing animals is a reality of ranch life in the Sandhills, but that doesn't make it any easier.
April 2012
Sigh.

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