Our cat Jem (named after Jeremy Atticus Finch of To Kill A Mockingbird, not some ’80s cartoon as everyone thought) had to be put down today. He had some weird untreatable neurological issue. It sucks because we’ve only had him since June and he wasn’t even two yet. He was a sweet little guy.
He’ll be happy in kitty heaven though, with Oinky. And Walker. And all those other dead cats. Maybe if dog heaven is the same he can meet Lassie.