In Memoriam - Guin
Originally published at BunkBlog. You can comment here or there.
You may remember Guin, the gender-confused cat, from previous posts such as the one about the really large cat bed:

He was also convinced he was a dog, evicting Banshee from the dog bed at times:
He loved to hang out with his best friend, Leo:
And he even got a little rough with the dogs at times, since he was the king of his demesne, he thought:
Sadly, Guin is gone. We’re not sure what happened to him, but he seemed to have not suffered any trauma. He was happily shredding the couch just two days ago, but this morning he was on the back porch. As far as we can tell, he came home around sunrise this morning. Leo was so confused, he was wagging his tail and waiting for Guin to swat him with his claws, as they would so frequently play. Kat’s heartbroken, of course.
He’s been lain to rest under a flagstone, by a shrub he enjoyed staring at in the back yard. You were a good kitty, Guin.



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*cries* I'm sorry, Gary! You were a good slave to him, and I'm sure he'll let Ceiling Cat know how good you were to him.
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((hugs))
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~ Rosanne
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