After only eight years with me, a very sweet, funny, and special boy cat has left me and his brother and sister cats here, and we will miss him so much. No replacing him, either: he was the most gentle cat I have ever seen, and so willing to adapt to changes in homes that happened to us.
My thought is that if you have a special dog or cat: if you need something to do or just feel the creative urge, write stories about your pet. Include pictures. And then you can publish it for some little boy or girl to use to learn to read. And you and the memory of your pet will grow in the hearts of those children.
I wrote this a few years ago, but now it is all I have aside from my memories and pictures. But I also have the hope that some child will find this funny, just as I did as I watched it all happen. And the thoughts of my dear friend, Oreo, also called "The Flumps," will bring some happiness again. I miss him so much already.
Hello! Let me tell you my name. I am The Flumps. I live with a person who feeds me. He loves me a lot too. I agree: I am worth it.
My real name is “Oreo” like the cookie. I am three years old. I was a Christmas present for a young girl who lived with her grandmother and her service dog. But the person who feeds me and keeps me warm calls me “Flumps.”
That is what he says I do: I fall down and go “flump” on the bed or the rug when I am tired. It feels good, and then I sleep.
(You need to read more about me in the book...)
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