I feel like I keep writing these posts. Tonight I came home to find my cat has passed.
Maybe a few of you remember him, he was the little white fluff ball at my high school graduation party. He was fearless and yet scared all at the same time. Ever my shower voyer loving to sit inbetween the shower curtains making sure I didn’t escape while showering. The ball of white fluff that used to blend in with all the stuffed animals on my bed. My fuzzy white alarm clock that told me when to get up and when to go to bed. My source of constant entertainment as he would sit and watch hockey. He loved to bat at players wearing red jerseys as they would appear on the TV screen. That was good when I was watching the Flyers but not so good when watching the Flames. Attacking the light on the vacuum cleaner was probably my favorite though. Always interesting as he would beg for shrimp, ice cream, bit of sandwich or cheetos. Watching him adapt to new friends Figaro, Lynx & Zeus. Watching him adapt to the loss of each as well.
CB will be missed. He was a good friend.









