My cat is quite easily the love of my life.
She is 17, I'm 22. Basically, I don't remember life before her.
She is still incredibly healthy, but I'm not sure how our future lies. I'm not sure my living situation will allow for Squeege. I cry just thinking about it. I have no idea what to do.
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