My boy Milo passed away yesterday.


I picked him out of a litter of kittens 20 years ago, when I was just a 13 year old little kid. I grew up with him and he grew up with me. A lot of my oldest friends will remember him well. We used to run around the house chasing after each other. I remember he used to sleep on my bed right next to my pillow, and when we would "play fight" he would really f*ck me up. I wish I'd been home more to spend time with him..... This is the last photo I have of the two of us.


He had a long life and was very loved, but I'll miss him so much......