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smokingbootWhimsy once asked me how many cats I had.
'Four' I said.
She let out a low whistle. 'That's a lot of pain coming,' she warned.
True, but what can you do?
Here is my boy.
Young
Mean teen
With girlfriend
Ageing (he loved thyme; these last few weeks he couldn't groom himself properly, so I would brush him with it, or crush it in my hands and rub it into his fur)
Very old, very loved
'Four' I said.
She let out a low whistle. 'That's a lot of pain coming,' she warned.
True, but what can you do?
Here is my boy.
Young
Mean teen
With girlfriend
Ageing (he loved thyme; these last few weeks he couldn't groom himself properly, so I would brush him with it, or crush it in my hands and rub it into his fur)
Very old, very loved
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Date: 2025-08-03 10:49 am (UTC)'That's a lot of pain coming,'
Yes. Well. Quite true you can forego every type of heartbreak by refusing to make connections.
But who wants to live without connections?
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Date: 2025-08-03 04:17 pm (UTC)He was a beautiful pocket of darkness. I am so sorry.
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