I just got home from Angie's... I walk in the front door (which is unlocked) and come downstairs to see my brother half asleep on the couch... I told him he forgot to lock the door last night and then he told me that my cat died last night.

I just fed him and played with him a little yesterday... He was fine, he wasn't even sick. He's been a little sick lately, my mom took him to the vet a couple times but I don't think he was that sick. That really sucks! I'm sad...

The last picture I have of him I took the other day. He was asleep on the deck and these flower petals had fallen on him.