Last Tuesday, April 19th, 2022, I lost a friend. His name was Mushu, and he may have been my sister's cat, not mine, but I was very close to him, and I love him. I don't know if the present tense is still correct for that sentence, but I can't seem to bring myself to change that.
I didn't see it coming at all, and I am absolutely gutted over this.
This is the photo I keep coming back to, even though you can't even see Mu's face, I guess partially because it shows he trusted me enough to look elsewhere while I was touching him, and partially because when I look really hard at where my hand touches his fur, I can almost still feel it...
I'm tearing up just writing these words, but they had to be said.
Rest in Peace, Mushu. I'll always love you.
2010 - 2022
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