Paws & Tales: When Destiny Meows 🐾
That rainy October evening, I first met Oliver.
He was just a tiny shadow huddled under the flickering streetlamp—soaking wet, but with eyes that held entire constellations.
I whispered, “Hey there, little one,”
and he replied with a soft, trembling mew that somehow sounded like fate.
I wrapped him in my scarf—a smudge of gray fur and trust—and carried him home.
Now, three years later, that small street kitten has become the soul of my home, my quiet companion through countless midnights and sunrises.
Some say I rescued him.
But truly…
it was he who found me.
Made into a necklace, held close to my heart.
Every detail captured — just like the real you.
Wherever I go,
your little gestures and quirks
stay deeply engraved in my heart.
So lifelike… your soft furry body,
even your tender meows
seem to linger by my ear,
healing my tired soul every day.
Your love and companionship —
forever by my side,
beyond the limits of time,
never fading. 🌈
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