One of my oldest furr-iends, Parker, will be crossing to the Bridge later today. Parker has the C-word and has told her 'rents that it's Time.
I'm gonna miss Parker. We had a lot of fun together. She was feral, like me, and learned how to live with beans and a houseful of other cats and even a woofie. I love that she's the one who decided when it was Time.
Yo, Parker, give Gizzy a headbutt for me please, when you see him.