Another one of my cats from childhood died today back at my parent's house. He's the third.
jesus. what a bummer.
I loved petting the part on his back in front of the tail cuz his bootie would always rise up and he would meow "maaahhh". And there was a special way to hold him when you pick him up which was unique to other cats because he was so heavy. When you look down at him in your arms, he would always look back real dumb and happy.