A Kitten we found while gutting a house. proof that cuteness does not last forever,  even when you have 9 lives.
A Short Random Story about Albert

I remember the first time I met Albert, he was the coolest Gecko I've ever met, he was better then a cat, he would just hangout on your arm or in your hand, never trying to run, never seeking his independence. He was so cute, his big eyes and pleasant grin, he was as loyal a golden retriever. Well, he was everyone's best friend that whole day and all was going well until he met Katherine. Yes late that night he was just chilling on Katherine's arm while she was talking with the Belgium people on the porch, and he innocently thought he would find a more comfortable place of rest in her hair. Oh before I mentioned what happened next, let me ask that you send the children into another room, and I ask you to brace yourself, because the following could be deeply troubling. O.K Oh it is so hard to continue... I almost feel the tears dwelling up in my eyes.  Well, see Albert found himself a place to bed for the night and was falling into a deep sleep and drifting into sweet dreams, when Katherine's hand felt what she thought was a foreign object on her head and without even check it first, without one thought about Albert's welfare, she grabbed him and through him like a roach into the toilet, like a snake into the fire, like a dart into a board, sending poor Albert to his grave. Oh the shocked and horror. Life is so tragic, so tragic.

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