Five years and eight months old.
A part of my life from 11-22-2014 to 04-06-2020.
This is my git/markdown grief journal for my cat, my very best friend, Jaxon. It will probably be a lot of rambling, and I have a feeling many English majors would be deeply offended.
But that's okay, because most of this will probably be typed through tears anyways.
I am a kitty cat, this is my kitty fat, it goes pat pat pat
Jaxon was a world house-renowned drummer.
The very first photo I have of Jaxon after he came home in September of 2014.
Maybe a little better of a photo, fairly soon after coming home.
The very last photo I have of Jaxon before he passed away in April of 2020. He had become accustomed to sleeping right next to me, with his head on the pillow.
Maybe a better idea of his usual napping method.