On November 10th, my parents had to put down our dear Smokey. I got her when I was in the eighth grade, so she was 18 years old. Dax loved to pet her and was really gentle. At the end, she was so tired that she would even let Dax hold her. He called her "Mokey". Smokey was a great cat, and she will be dearly missed!
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