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When I was 19 I lived in a flat with my beautiful cat named 'krusty who I was very close too. He was my favorite cat ever' He use to play catching the ball, ha-ha just like a dog. He used to love sitting in the big window near the front door looking outside.

One evening I let him out for some air, a few hours later I called out for him to come inside, he didn't come back and by the morning I was worried about where he was? A few hours later a council man phoned me to tell me he found Krusty on the side of the road dead. He had been killed by a car. He said he would bury krusty for me. He came over to my flat and gave me Krusty's blue blood stained tag collar with his name and number on it. I was really upset and cried when he gave it to me.

Two days later I was coming home from shopping and as I walked up the stairs towards the front door and I saw Krusty in the window looking at Me! He looked like a real live cat I wasn't thinking much, I just kept looking at him happily' it wasn't until I got inside and realized Krusty's been dead for two days.

I was so happy that he came to give me one last look / goodbye. I will never forget my favorite cat. I hope I get to see him again. He was a Great cat!