I can't believe she's actually gone...
So I'm sitting here, like, fucking around with Photoshop when my mom calls me to tell me that one of our cats died at home this evening. :( So, in memory, here.
This is Leia. She was 12, almost 13.
This is Leia with her brother, Luke. (He's still alive and okay.) That crate, by the way? That actually belongs to our dog, Lucy. Leia loved that thing, although she never really warmed up to Lucy.
Dammit, I still remember the day we got those cats, and how she used to hide under the old TV in my parents' bedroom and liked pretty things and hated the vet with a passion, and all this stupid stuff, and I'm CRYING, and just, god. RIP, Leia. (1994-2007)
This is Leia. She was 12, almost 13.
This is Leia with her brother, Luke. (He's still alive and okay.) That crate, by the way? That actually belongs to our dog, Lucy. Leia loved that thing, although she never really warmed up to Lucy.
Dammit, I still remember the day we got those cats, and how she used to hide under the old TV in my parents' bedroom and liked pretty things and hated the vet with a passion, and all this stupid stuff, and I'm CRYING, and just, god. RIP, Leia. (1994-2007)