We lost our cranky old tortie lady Matilda last night. She had a stroke, ate a little tuna, then went to sleep forever. It’s going to be quiet here without her yelling at us with all her tortitude. We’ll miss you, Tilda.
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We lost our cranky old tortie lady Matilda last night. She had a stroke, ate a little tuna, then went to sleep forever. It’s going to be quiet here without her yelling at us with all her tortitude. We’ll miss you, Tilda.