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I had a cat named Ricky. A more in-depth explanation is that Ricky was born about a week before I was with a heart defect and was given maybe 2-3 years before he would die. He survived being run over by a car, shot in the head with a BB gun, and I believe a brick falling on him. Also survived me during my terrible 2's. He finally passed away after 9 years of life giving him the middle finger. He had been with me every day, slept in my crib when I was a baby, would greet me at the door after school, comforted me when I was going through kid woes, and was generally a chill-as-gently caress ball of fur that loved being around everyone. I created the username when I was 11-12 and I wasn't the most imaginative kid. Here he is being chill-as-gently caress while I drool and such: 
Rickycat fucked around with this message at 23:27 on May 10, 2013 |
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