Sara stayed with me for seven years. She came to me when she was only three
weeks old since her mother was run overed by a car. I didn't think I could keep
her alive but it worked. It was a rough time but all worth it. The little lady
probably never realized she was a cat! Every night at bedtime she came and
wanted to suck my left little finger, the right one wasn't good enough and it was
only my finger that was okay for her. I miss those evening routines even
though it sometimes was tedious for me if I was tired. Sara and Pilutta left this
world together, they got ill during the same week.
 Was it destiny? I want to believe it, they were not alone while leaving this life.