Today I said goodbye to my big orange old man kitty. I can remember the day my coworker turned over this tiny fluffy abandoned kitten he'd found. I had no idea then that he'd live an incredible twenty years.
He instantly adopted Jen, and again instantly became Thekla's old man kitty and best friend.
He was a sweet little pouncy kitten, a grown up Adventurer Cat, and in his later years a demanding grouchy pain in the ass. But he always loved all of us so much, and was always ready to cuddle, usually with a sharp little reminder that he was ready for petting too.
I will miss you so much, Leo my house lion. Goodbye.
Some other cat
Is king of cats
Because the King of Cats is dead.