Over the Rainbow (Bridge)

We had to say goodbye to Sheldon today.

I thought he was going to get better, but he was steadily going downhill since I posted last. He could no longer stand, was throwing up old blood, and couldn't regulate his temperature. It was time.



He was a good soft boi. Very orange, much fluffy, purred easily, but never caught the red dot. He tried and yet it eluded him his entire life. I will miss him, and I will even miss the constant need to be perched on my shoulder like an unintentional parrot. I will not miss his stinky poops, though.