Violet

I was feeling sad today and got to thinking about my Mother Cat. We must have been separated when I was a wee kitty. My Mother Cat is a shadow to me and I only remember her name. Violet Mae. It's a beautiful name. She must have been beautiful too. Maybe I ran away and she tried to find me and she didn't know where to look and then she cried and cried from missing me. Maybe she misses me still. I don't even have a picture of the Mother, Violet Mae, not even a lock of hair.