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February 25, 2008



My childhood cat, Chelsi, made it until 20 but at around 18 she began having a hard time getting up and down off my mom's bed. She used her front claws - which were surprisingly strong, but darn, I think back and feel guilty she didn't have a ramp.


ummm...what happened to what you ordered?? Thats crazy. I think its good that you help out your kitty so much.

By the way fanny is looking really good!


Too funny. Looks like you've got a happy kitty on your hands however.


Hmmmm. Well, at least he can now get in and out of bed to cuddle with mom.

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