Dear old critter, dignified head of my parent’s cat household, found his early demise yesterday. He’s been a good sport through all of the twelve years of his existence, and although I pretended to, I never actually minded him biting my toes when he was impatiently waiting to be fed.
Critter, you’ll be missed.
PS: I think it was a stroke of luck that I took this picture of him feigning death just two weeks ago.
