Rest in Peace my Juke Joint Jezabel, my Jezzie baby, my evil Jezzie man, my first love. Safe travels, friend.
This guy was with me since I was 19. He was with me through my bad old gothy-goth days. He let me sing the song he was named for at him. Hell, I used to sing 'Pussy' by Lords of Acid at him.
He was there when dad was still alive. He used to climb on top of the couch and eat dad's hair.
When I was sitting in the car in front of my house gabbing with my ex with the windows down, the damn cat would come in the car window for some kitty ear skritches.
You were a good friend, baby, and I'm going to miss you.