Today Justin found Sega dead on the front lawn. At first he thought he was just sleeping, until he went back outside and he was in the same spot letting the sprinklers run on him. The poor little guy. He was such a sweetie! The second you walked up to him, he started to purr and man did he have a little motor! He loved the Banana Chair and would chase his tail for hours! He loved to attack his reflection in the mirror, or glass on the fireplace. The silly guy would sleep On top of his kennel on a blanket, instead of in his bed inside his kennel. He was such a good kitty! He potty trained himself and was learning about our "family walks." We usually just carried him, but last night, he followed us and the dogs up and back down the street- diving into every other weed or attacking all the sunflowers. He was such a sweet little fella. He would let Hailey 'play' with him and never got mad or threw a fit. We never really thought we were cat people- even after we got him, he was sweet but we just kept going-- what did we do. Now there's a huge {tiny} void knowing he's gone. The girls are so sad and melancholy. They know something was wrong. We can't figure it out, he wasn't scratched, there was no blood, the dogs weren't out there with him, there wasn't anything poisonous he could get into- that we know of... Anyway
Sleep away Sega-- We'll miss you.
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