Mom and dad went through a bunch of old video tapes and transferred them into the computer. They said they went back a
gazillion 20 years...which is WAY before I was born. I sat in front of the screen and watched and watched. I got to see so many cats and a wonderful woofie named Gracie that I've only heard about. But then...right there in the computer, on the screen was my buddy Michelangelo. "Mikey" has been gone for over a year now...he ran off to the Bridge, or that's what I was told. All I know is that I don't get to see him everyday like I used to. When I saw him I was like..."Hey Mikey! Whatcha doin' in there"? "Come on out!". He ignored me.