I woke up yesterday morning to find that he had passed away during the night. I feel pretty badly myself and am also sad for his sister who's still just a child and is going to be all alone when I'm out every day. It was probably something like an aneurism/blood clot in the brain since it happened without warning - he had all his shots, was eating well, had healthy stool, and he was full of energy and happy even when I when I was watching Family Guy with him the night before. He might have also just had a weak heart that gave out - he was the runt of the litter.
His short life was pretty well documented in pictures here. That one in the sink I posted was the last one I took of him. Bye bye Jean Paul, you and Simone were/are the perfect kitties.
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Losing a pet is so hard. I still miss my cat that died 4 years ago. I'm a sap that way.






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