My little Emerald is such a sweet natured girl. She appeared at my apartment door when she was just a few weeks old. I heard a crying sound in the hall and thought it was a baby crying. I opened the door to find her looking up at me. There was no question in that moment that she would be staying. That was 16+ years ago.She is starting to become frail, and spends the majority of her time on the top of the cable box warming her aching body, but she makes a point of coming to see me for at least a few minutes every night when I go to bed.
I hate seeing her get so old. She's saved me many times with her sweet attention.
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