Blackie Jr. the sister of Blackie Sr. was "delivered" to our home like so many other animals in need of love. She loved to go out on the screened in porch and lay in the sun, she loved her bouncer, and I would call her the "mouth" because in the mornings she would be the first one to let us know she was hungry. So many times I would try to be so quiet as not to wake her. She was sung to as she crossed over. She died quietly and is now having the time of her life
Blackie Jr. the sister of Blackie Sr. was "delivered" to our home like so many other animals in need of love. She loved to go out on the screened in porch and lay in the sun, she loved her bouncer, and I would call her the "mouth" because in the mornings she would be the first one to let us know she was hungry. So many times I would try to be so quiet as not to wake her. She was sung to as she crossed over. She died quietly and is now having the time of her life
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