Max the Cat is dead! We just got him a few months ago from some friends of ours who were moving to some place without adequate outdoor space for the cat (i.e. he was an outdoor cat). He was 12 years old and did not take to well to his new environs. He quit eating and began to rapidly lose weight. My roommate and his girlfriend found him dead on the neighbor's curb. Two of our roommates and I performed the burial service. I heard some great stories about the cat. He was born in a South American jungle and lived outdoors declawed! His was bit in the face by a cottonmouth once and survived and also that he was banned from Peachtree City for biting a boy (who obviously must of been severely fucking with him---he was such a nice cat). Just this past Sun. he stayed in my room with me and my girlfriend (we got him inside to try to feed him) and he slept under the sheets at our feet (before pissing on the bed)! I have never been much of a cat person but I really dug Max and will miss him. We hardly got a chance to know him. What a shitty Fri. nite...
ouioui:
Ahh sorry