Cerpurrus, my cat Maxwell, died today! Aaagh it makes me so mad that I wasn't there for his last few days. Like, the first time in about six months I go to visit my dad for a few weeks is the time he takes his last breath.
I mean. He literally grew up with me, I was about one-and-a-half when I got him, and now I'm eighteen and he checks out. It was like he gave up on life because I wasn't around anymore, which actually might seem like a reasonable explanation because he spent
all his time with me, constantly bugged me and got on my desk and such when playing games. :D And then we had this nightly ritual thing where I'd lie down and he'd come spend about twenty minutes with me and then... go lick himself, or whatever cats do in their spare time.
Ah miss'im.
