gwydion | FuzzyButt is Terminal

By the time Squirrel first noticed he was sick, odds are it was too late. He is still at the vet while Squirrel decides what to do.

If you've been to our house, he's likely the first cat you met. He's the big sweet tempered tuxedo who'd trot over to see if you would be his friend. Everyone was his friend. He has always been our forever kitten. He never could get his head around the idea that he had volume, mass a velocity, which lead to a lot of accidental destruction. Anything he could find was a toy and anyone he met, human or cat his new best fried. He lived for food and cuddles. His favorite thing in the world is bundling up with his sister for grooming and naps. He didn't understand cat cat politics and would snuggle with and cogroom with the senior beasties as much as they'd let him. He loved exploring and hated the tether. He couldn't understand that anything in the world could hurt him or wish him harm.

We will all miss him so much. I have no idea what his sister will do without him.