To my dear old orange cat, Tabasco, who left us this morning.
He fought the good fight against CRF but the last few days had been telling me he’d had enough.
Seeing as we got him around Easter 1995, I guess it’s kind of fitting that he left at Easter time too. Hopefully he’s up in kitty heaven with Jessie.
You were the sweetest cat (and possibly the stubbornest and loudest at time) and as always, you didn’t stay long enough.
The torti cat and I are very sad.