So today was a little tough...my little buddy of 16 years was put to sleep. His name was Big Boy. Finding him and his siblings on our boat was the best and he was the last one to survive. He was never a lap cat, hated being picked up...cuddles? No way. Would he beg for chicken? No. Fish? Sorta. He was definitely a weird one. He liked being slapped on the back with a thin bamboo stick...and he hated being inside. With all that said, I love this guy. He was my little buddy. I’ll probably get another cat eventually, but I’ll never be able to replace this one. I just wish I had a chance to see him one more time. I hadn’t seen him in over a year. I hope he didn’t wonder where I was this whole time. I’m thankful that my parents took such good care of him. I hope we did right by him...for the 16 years he got to live and run around the yard and for ending his pain. We gave him his forever home. I’ll never forget you, little buddy. Rest now. There’s no more pain for you. Rest In Peace, Big Boy. https://www.instagram.com/p/CNjes4bF8qV/?igshid=9itvmbllt8zh