I lost my best friend today.
Since I was 17, my best friend has been the amazing cat that you see above the post. He's the best cat I've ever known. He was smart, brave, sweet, and a very good kitty. He was also very much daddy's guy. He was always there to greet me when I woke up in the morning and when I got home from work.
We've been through a lot together, we've taken care of each other, and we've always tried to be there for each other.
Unfortunately, today he passed away at the admirable age of 18. The vet was with us in hoping that he could make it much, much longer for a number of reasons, but it seems that that wasn't meant to be. Yesterday, we got word that he wasn't going to be around for much longer, so we did what we could – we bought him fried chicken (which he loved, but didn't often get because it wasn't very good for him), gave him his holiday gifts early and spent yesterday and today with him, showing him how loved he is. He ate a large amount of the chicken and enjoyed all of the cuddles.
We were both there for him when he passed away, petting and cuddling him while telling him what a good kitty he has always been and how much we love him. He's now having a well deserved rest and isn't suffering anymore. We laid him to rest next to Karyl's cat, Simba, who passed away a couple of years ago and whom he adored basically since he met her.
I will miss him greatly. Karyl and I both will, to be honest. The house will feel very empty without him in it.
To share our love for him with the world, at least a little bit, here are a few links involving him:
I will miss you very much, fuzzy buddy. You will always have a big place in my heart
Current mood: SadCurrent music: Craig Ferguson's series finale – Bang Your Drum