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Princess Gina Has passed
Current mood: sad
Category: Pets and Animals

I dearest friend, princess Gina, has passed away.

She had been sick for a while now. After my kitty I grew up with, Booger, passed away it was weird that a week later Princess Gina showed up at my doorstep, literally. She was so skinny and sickly and she took a spot in my heart right away.

As was booger the trouble maker in the family, Princess Gina was very very gentle and quiet. As if she appreciated what I was providing to her. The picture which has been my default picture since I opened my myspace is of her a few days after she arrived at my door step.

I've lost another companion, folks. I'm not going to respond as I did when booger passed away as to how a cat ins't just a cat because, well, if you don't undersant, I'm afraid you never will.

Offically, 2006 has been the suck ass est year ever.

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