Not very long ago our kitty passed. Tia Maria Sopapia. No, her name wasn't really meant to be anything that made sense in Spanish. It just rhymed. Although, as she got older she did kinda act like an Aunt Tia. It has been two weeks since she passed. Talking about it isn't very fun, but she has been part of my family longer then BigGuy has. Tia was just at 17 years - old give or take a month. She lived through my single days, BigGuy and our first apartment, our first house, our second house, our first, second and third kids (I don't think these were her favorite transitions - but she learned to snuggle them) and our third house. She was a sweetie and will be forever remembered.
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