I hate saying goodbye to friends. Especially when they've been around for years.
Today we said goodbye to our family our cat Jack. Jack was 17 years old. He lived with us in three different houses. Untiil the last few months, he was a feisty animal.
He used to pick a fight with me every morning.I think it was his way of getting attention. When he was quicker than me, he'd bite me. I guess that's why he and I were never close. Still, I can't count the number of times he'd be watching through the living room window waiting for us to come home.
I've never been a cat lover...but I'm really going to miss that guy. He was alright...for a cat.
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