Still A Fighter

I ‘ve lost to cats over the years,each reached the age of sixteen,Pookie and LittleOne.
I won’t go into details of what they meant to me,as you already know.
I beleve God has given us these pets to show us what unconditional love means.
I have another cat now,his name is Scratch,someone put him in a bag and threw him into a canal,a lady heard his meows,as he was fighting to survive,and rescued him,and I adopted him,he could fit in my pocket then.
He is now about 7,all 15lbs of him, and still a fighter.

Mike from WA