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Really ... you were the first friendly face we saw when we moved into Woodlands in December 1999. You greeted us everytime we walked past the void deck with a friendly rub and waiting for a pat. You showed us your family. With your little "waak" your kittens would suddenly appear from drains or behind discarded furniture, whereever you had set up temporary home.
We tried to bring you up once, but you wouldn't have it. Perhaps there were more kittens you had to look after and so you stayed by the door, till we let you go free once again.
Evening feeds at the void deck became our ritual, a little packet of fish, a rub on the leg, one pat and you were satisfied... content. That's why we called you Sweetie at first for that was what you are ...
But life wasn't safe for you out there. Most of your kittens never made it but still you tried. We were only able to rescue one - Blitzen. Her brother left you a few days before and we are glad to see that at least he still survives, prowling the neighbourhood. Jet black and handsome, you would be so proud of him for he followed in your footsteps.
And so we took you up and gave you a home on April 1 2003. There would be no more babies for you to worry about - your job has been done well. When we had you fixed, the vet said it was lucky we got you in when we did. Your womb was so distended by the many births, you would not have survived much longer.
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