Last night my cat Soppy passed away in my arms. He would have been 17 this March. He has lived a good life and was with me when I first moved out on my own. He has been through a lot and we have had a lot of “good times” and great memories to show for it. He was never really sick and only went to the vet once for illness. His body just could not keep up with his spirit. He came to me on St. Patty’s Day back in 1991 and he left this world on Valentine’s Day, 2008. He was into holidays I guess.
May he rest in peace. I like to think he is somewhere with a nice view of some birds. Hang loose my friend.