Donjuanme , 6 hours ago (edited 6 hours ago)

Our first pair, one went from kidney disease (many years of diabetes before this) ten years ago, the other left us 3 weeks ago (18 years) but was possibly a disguised vampire who feasted on her sister as her first victim (evidenced by: her long life and a string of very unfortunate puppys, her blending into the night, and her somehow being allergic to cats)

Here’s to Tiggy and Fluffy hanging out in the good place. (My wife swore she would never have a cat named fluffy, but it fit her too well, within a year she was fluffy and she remained fluffy her whole life)