My last cat, Kali, died exactly one year ago at the age of 19. My other two cats died in August 2024.
I guess I should be ashamed to admit that out of my three cats, Kali is the only one whose death date I couldn't remember by heart, I had to check it.
Kali was always the third cat I got when she was already 4 years old. Tabitha was my firstborn, and Olivia was my youngest and my lap cat. What was Kali?
Personally, I think Kali's heart broke when the other cats mysteriously disappeared, and her body just gave up. Without the urinary tract infection she had a month before her death, we would not have known anything about the tumor.
And again I thought I'd play some cat game to honor the day.
Stray I meant to play already on the anniversary of Olivia's death, but Cat and Ghostly Road's white cat suited better for that.
And now I've been saving up the game Cats and the Other Lives I bought on sale for this purpose, let's see if it is any good.
The worst thing is that all three cats died in such a short time. After 17 years of daily care, life fell apart.
Some might think it's crazy that the cat scratching posts, beds and toys are still in their original places here.
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