Good-bye, my Georgie-boy. Here is my Georgie. His mom, one of my BFFs, lost her little boy and he's now in kitty-heaven with his Sissy. I loved when his parents would leave town so I could feed him and love him. He did have his moments...like the time at the Belleair house when he locked me in the garage for 2 hours...no phone...no tools to remove the garage door into the house...no neighbors around to resuce me...no way to open the outside garage door...I almost had to climb up into the rafters to escape when I realized I could climb out through a jalousie window! No small feat for a 40-something (at the time) woman. After climbing up on top of the dryer, removing glass jalousies, putting a chair out the window to cushion my 5'drop, exiting my prison, and re-entering the house through the front door, I found George just sitting by the inside garage door. Upon entering the house his majesty looked up at me with a look on his face as if to say, "Oh, you found a way out. Pity." But I know he loved me and I know I loved him. He's going to be in my heart forever.
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Thank you so much Roni... G-Man DID love you... but he did enjoy his "moments" with you too! You put up with a lot of watery eyes, and sneezing fits for me and my G-Man, and we love you for it. He'll see us both when it's our turn... just make sure when you're at the gate, he doesn't lock you out!
I love you!
RLS
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