Ickus

my sweet ruckus….. taken from me at the tender age of 5.by the grim cat named FIP wet… it came fast and he held on for me…his guardian I did not want to let him go…i did the drain the fluid …that gave me 2 days..then with the grim cat so close I told my sweet ictus that it was okay to go… that in another place we would play mousey (i would throw his mouse toy and he would bring it back for me to throw again.).. someone with four paws has left you behind……