That chunky goddamned fluffball is alive and well and smug as ever.
Seriously, intellectually, I agreed with all of you who said he'd be all right, but this was seriously OOC for him. I thought he was dead. Mom thought so too. But no, it's exactly as I was trying to tell myself. He's really fucking dedicating to being a cat.
Right now, I totally sympathize with poor Marc Anthony here at 3:24:
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Frelling cat has me wrapped around his frelling paw.