One night, I heard kittens crying. There was a weak shower that night. I grabbed my flashlight and looked where the cry came from. Then, I found two kittens in our garden. I took care of the kittens. But our dog discovered them, killing one of the kitten. I kept looking for the other one, I found her inside a small hole. She hid there, so as not to be discovered by our dog. I named the kitten, Jean (from my favorite X-men Jean Grey), later nicknamed her "Red".
Red was always there for me when I am lonely. Even if I would be very mad and would bit her up, she's always there, very humble... it seems that she's always telling me "thank you for taking care of me".
During that time, she was the only familiar I had. Then she had kittens... I lost count how many times she gave birth. But I can always remember how a great mother she was to her kids. Only lately that she neglected her kittens. Maybe because of old age, she would forget where her kittens were located. Then they would eventually die.
Now, I understand why I underwent some sort of dilemna these past few days. Red had been my guide for almost 8 or 10 years. Now that she's gone, Thacky would be the next in rank... then Aurora, my roommate... What will my magickal life be for now that I have Thacky as a familiar? Would it become more chaotic than the time I had Red? (as in my previous post, I often describe Thacky as a demon incarnate...)
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Take note how Thacky came into your life... she was a gift to me, then I gave her over to you.. you are the third owner.. somehow, third or 3 has always been a charm...
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