I wasn't a big cat fan when I met Jason. In fact, I was excited to hear that Shithead was 9 yrs old, thinking that cat life expectancies were the same as dogs and he wouldn't be with us too long.
Of course, I fell in love with the damn cat. Sadly, he wasn't so in love with the boat. Shithead got more seasick than I did. So, before we headed offshore, he went to live in Shithead Heaven in CT with my parents where he was spoiled rotten.
Today he went to real Shithead Heaven.
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3 comments:
Condolences.
I'll think catnip thoughts in his direction.
I'm very sorry to hear that, you have my condolences as well. It's almost infuriating how attached we get to those little furry buggers.
I was sad to hear the news this morning :( I have such fond(?) memories of chasing him around the backyard calmly calling his name. I hope he enjoyed it as much as I did. Hope you and Jason are doing OK.
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