Abra Cat-dabra

*Luigi clocks into his shift*

Luigi: Hey, what the- How'd you get here before I did?

I grew up with a few cats throughout my childhood. The ones my mom had when I was born were an orange tabby, male, named Rascal (after his antics from before I was born, iirc he had settled down a bit by the time i existed) and a female of a breed I don't remember, but she was named Topaz after her eyes. Later we got a Calico named Smudges, but Topaz sadly was the first to pass away. I'm not sure if we had Smudges by then or not, but I know we had Rascal and Smudges for a while until I found a young gray cat while playing outside and we kept her. We named her Gracie. For a while it was the three cats Rascal, Smudges and Gracie, and one dog named Neo. Rascal eventually passed on, I remember crying a lot when he was gone (with Topaz, I still was sad but I was too young to understand the real weight of death)

As time went on I no longer lived with my mom, as my dad and stepmom got custody so i only came for visitation. Smudges died iirc during that time, and Neo the dog died shortly after I returned after turning 18. At that point we only had Gracie, who my mom still had for a few more years before she succumbed to kidney failure only a couple years ago. Not long after her death, my mom got a new female cat named Callie, and a young male named Soot. I didn't really have the chance to see them much as I was already living on my own. Much to our dismay, Soot passed away only a few weeks ago unexpectedly. He was still young and while he was said to have a heart condition, the vet had said he was in perfectly fine health. It hurts especially because my mom's cats are her only company at home and she's very attached to them.

Here's a picture of Gracie, which was taken in 2013 and it's the only picture of any of our cats that I currently can find on my computer.

It's on Cartoon Network.

Hiya. I'm Macha. I heart a lot of things and people.