13 years ago I walked home with you tucked in my jacket, all zipped up to keep you warm. You went a couple of weeks with no name. You were my first pet not in a cage. Over the years you stayed with mom + dad, and I lived life, but you always greeted me at the door when I came home. You started to get wobbly, then your hearing, finally not using the litter box, the time had come... I was with you when you came home, and I was with you at your last breath. My little Fudge aka Fudgelet. You'll always have a place in my heart.