Remembering Archibald Wood
I found Archie wondering my work one night and he came running to me like he needed me. I took him home and he lived with me for 2 years. Last month I lost my father and Archie started to grow weak not to long after. I like to think he knew I needed him and because he stayed with me for the next 3 weeks until he finally got to sick. Archie was the prettiest cat I’ve ever met and I’ll miss him.