Today, I had to have one of my cat's put to sleep. I had him since I was seven. He was never really that affectionate so it's not like we were biffers or anything. Still sucks major balls when you have to put a friend down.

I used to play with him all the time, I named him, and whenever he started purring he would drool. I've never met another cat that would drool. He was so much fun for an antisocial people-hater.

Shit, this journal sucks balls. I just don't know how to formulate coherent sentences anymore, I blame summer.

His name was Tiny Tiger.