Dusty

I found Dusty as a 3 month old kitten under a cedar hedge on a cool, rainy September day 16 years ago. She was so tiny and scared. She belonged to my neighbour, who was looking for a home for her, and the rest is history. She would curl up beside me every night when I went to bed, and was always there in the morning. She was smart, loyal, and loved to talk. She was my little sidekick, and life without her is going to be hard. R.I.P, my Dustycat.