R.I.P. Dookie
Dookie, one of my parents’ cats, passed away last night. The news was relayed to me by my distraught father this morning.
He was fine the last time I saw him, a few weeks ago, when he was his usual mischievous self. He’ll be remembered for trying to eat his sister Vlaovic’s food, scratching anyone who dared offend him and having the loudest purr of any cat who ever lived.
This photo of him has cropped up on various people’s blogs when they needed a picture of a crazy looking cat. He certainly was that.
Rest in peace my furry pal. We’ll miss you.