We found out earlier this afternoon that our awesome upstairs neighbors lost their cat, Sarge, earlier this week. He was young and it was totally unexpected and completely unpreventable. He essentially had a stroke. They were there for him in the end when the vet had to give him the shot to let him go and he didn’t linger, but it is terribly sad.
He was the only cat I’ve ever met who didn’t like me, but I’ll still miss the little bugger. We generally can’t hear much from upstairs, but we could hear Sarge when he’d leap from the bed and race across the hardwood floor to the front door whenever one of them would come home.
Rest in Peace little guy. We’ll see you at The Bridge, and I promise I’ll remember to bring treats.