It's this week

In 2009 that Kitty Farmcat was kidnapped and put down while I was in
hospital.
Bless her heart, she had never stepped foot outside the house for years but
the door needed to be open so Boyfie could get in and out so my friend could
care for them.
Anyway, she felt the need to look for me. She was very confused and had
been so for a while, after all, she was 25 years old.
So she went out to see where her meowmie could possibly be, could not find
her way back and got snatched.
I spent weeks finding out what happened to her.
Poor June, who was looking after her at the time was mortified that KFC went
missing whilst in her care.

I miss her fiestiness.
I never got the chance to get her body or ashes back.

Tweed