Buddy...

[cheetah_smith]

Has died. He was with me, in the end, curled up on my lap while I played video games. I think that's a good way to go, for a cat. One last good face rub. One last good chin rub, and lots of strokes and scritches. And love. So much love. I don't want to talk about how he died, or his death. Because I'd rather remember the goofy, silly, happy orange cat who was a major brat, spoiled rotten and spoiled sweet all at the same time. He loved his cuddles, and being squeezed, and being combed with the flea comb, and scritched, and hugged and being with someone, and sitting on their laps. You could hear him purring and cooing from all the way across the room and down the hall. Sometimes even over a video game mic on an online game, amusing all of the players present. He chased the other cats around. Sometimes it was play sometimes they were picking fights. (He was such a brat.)

But he was also our orange pussy-cat.







Miss you already, ya goofy cat. Now I'm going to cry. ;_;