Fine one night, stumbled from the litterbox the next morning. Walked 5ft or so like he was drunk and was gone a little bit later
You were only in my life a short time, two years or so. A Board Member from the local shelter called me (I was volunteering before I started working there) and asked if I would take you in cause your family was moving to a place that didn't allow pet. You and Em fought over which side of me to lay on when I sleep. You'd be in the kitchen trying to mooch whatever I was fixing, even if I told you repeatly that cats don't drink coffee, eat tortillas, or like peanut butter...
Some Buddhists say that a cat is the highest/most enlightened soul that can come back to the flesh. I hope that you know you were loved and saved from spending time in a shelter. And I hope you are one step closer to reaching the place of total enlightenment my friend.
