This morning Smokey the cat died after being with us for only 4 years.
He was my flatmate's cat but I loved him as if he was mine.
A full-on purring machine with beautiful black hair, Smokerello has spent more time with me in my studio than any other human, unafraid of loud basslines and constantly looking for that perfect spot where he could rest and wait for his hourly dose of stroking.
I just wanted to remember him because he always brought a smile to my face and a warm feeling every time I was with him, he was a 'good dog' and he'll be deeply missed in this house.
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