Georgia Gabor

Georgia Gabor was adopted on her last day of death row. As a long haired kitty with asthma, she was overlooked and shut down. That last day she was discounted to half price and my death row discount diva came home with me.

Instantly she was attached and followed me everywhere. She slept at my side and sat with me for every meal. With training, she became my service cat who could alert for migraines and a couple of other medical situations.

I had to move across country and she was with me every day as I worked from home. At age 19, she suddenly lost weight and was so tired. She had to leave me. Even in her final moments she was trying to tell me to take my migraine medication. Georgia was my blessing. The house is so still now without her nearby footsteps. One day we will be together again and I will never leave your side.

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