For a bit over a month it's been rough. One family issue after another. Then today Loki died. He was a good cat. My dad brought him home from a Kentucky hunting trip and he earned his name because of his love of mischief. He was just the sweetest cat. I came home from school today, saw him and buried him.
I worried about how my mom will take it. As I've said it's been a rough month family wise and it's worrying me.
I worried about how my mom will take it. As I've said it's been a rough month family wise and it's worrying me.