My cat Booger, who was 18, was put down yesterday. She was my first flat mate, a gift from my girlfriend in college. I got her when she was afew weeks old and she had a black spot on her nose, so I named her Booger. She was a catnip junky and would literally climb the walls on the stuff. She used to get under the covers and scoot down to my feet to snuggle at night. In recent years she got intestnal cancer and had a portion of her intestine removed. She developed gall and bladder stones recently and one gall stone was completely blocking and required surgery, but due to her cancer they couldn't do the surgery. She was a great cat and I always thought of her as being an Aspie Cat. She is missed!
You seem to be lost in your own thoughts.