My fat cat is gone.
He disappeared the day before Independence Day.
No note. No text. No voicemail. Just gone.
He was 8 years old and weighed about 17 pounds.
He loved terrorizing our other cat, elderly Velvet.
He loved leaving mice and other rodents by our door.
He started out an indoor cat but escaped so much, he lived outside permanently.
He stalked the millions of birds in our yard every day.
He came to me or The Mister when called but usually flopped over about a foot away. So we had to go to him to pet him.
He huddled in the dog house with girls.
He purred loudly and filled up my entire lap.
He could open doors if left open a tiny crack.
He bit if his belly was rubbed but loved his ears scratched.
He lay in the sun for hours.
He will be missed.