I am pretty sure Oreo has passed away. I literally can't see anything because I'm crying so hard. I am going to miss her so much. I remember how she would come on command and how she would hug me ( seriously, this cat loved me just as much as I loved her). Sometimes for milliseconds my instinct tells me to call Oreo over or let Oreo in. I'm so used to coming home from school and letting her in the house and snuggling with her and I think she was too. I miss her so much.
Oreo with all of her litter mates
A video of 2011 Halloween I was a cat lady and carried Oreo around all night long. Emily was dad and Luke was a dirt biker.
Me with my arm broken. It was hard to get her to come and sit with me because of the rock hard cast.
Yes, I am dressing a cat in a tutu. It's emily's old ballet costume from when she was like 3. I always used to dress her in Build-A-Bear clothes.
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