(when i used to call him my kitchen kritter because hed always walk around there with his back claws clicking on the ground)
He didnt die an entirerly natural death either yesterday morning when i woke up i noticed he peed blood so i thought hed be dead by the time i got home, he wasnt and then we let him live a bit longer thininking he was goinging to bleed out because he wouldnt stop bleeding at about 8:00 pm we finally found a vet nd took him in :cryvaultboy:
my cat has been with us for 20 years and before that he was a stray my mom adopted because its paws were frozen in ice out side her office door when we used to live in hamilton and at that point he was just starting puberty so to me hes more than a cat he was kind of like a brother and now thats hes gone i just cant stop crying