Well. He was small, round, and smelled like dirt all the time. He was an adorable little sphynx, mulishly stubborn, but so happy all the time. I’ve got a picture of him from when he was a kitten curled up in my motorcycle helmet. He’s the one that’s been the hardest, because there was never any real feeling of closure.
All those names seemed thematic until Potet.
Well. He was small, round, and smelled like dirt all the time. He was an adorable little sphynx, mulishly stubborn, but so happy all the time. I’ve got a picture of him from when he was a kitten curled up in my motorcycle helmet. He’s the one that’s been the hardest, because there was never any real feeling of closure.
He’s gone to join the clan of Warrior Cats in the forest