Friday, 10 May 2013


Charlotta    Charlotta
I was 9, when our neighbours surprised us with a kitten.. She ate my ice cream, and I fell in love =)

I was 25, and had already moved to Ireland, when Charlotta had to be put to sleep.. (I'd moved out from my childhood home when I was 20, and as the new place was so small, Charlotta stayed with my parents.) I sometimes talked to her on the phone, from Galway, and the only time she ever answered, was during the last phone call, when I said goodbye to her before her final visit to the vets.. =(

I think her spirit has come back to me, in Thatsit.. =)

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