Greetings from the Omnigraphic Blogopticon. On view are vile sticky things dragged from the attic, snarky commentary on the world at large, and all-encompassing ennui. All that and a weird rubbery smell. A horrible time will be had by all.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Faded Away

Damien 7/10/1991-5/14/2009

In the past two weeks the orange beastie had been eating very little and had gotten pretty frail. He had suddenly become an elderly cat. I had even attempted feeding him prescription cat food with a syringe. He gave up early Friday morning.

Messy, argumentative, loud, brainy, major pain in the ass, and the best cat ever.