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KISS THE DEAD, CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
Feb. 26th, 2014 12:30 pmSid passed away on Sunday night. I knew it was coming and spent the entire day together with him and Ratsputin. I was petting him when he went, and Ratsputin was beside him. It wasn't at all unexpected, they're all almost three. Ratsputin is still pretty perky, but he's on his way out too.
Sid was short for his full name, Darth Sidius, so named by my sister because when he was little he liked to hide in pillowcases with just his nose poking out out, making him look like a Sith lord under a hood. He was a gift to my sister from her then-boyfriend, and we got Ratsputin to go with him, and while they remained lifelong friends, they couldn't live together. They were buddies and loved hanging out in neutral territory, but if they'd had to share a cage they'd have killed each other. Go figure, huh? Sid preferred my sister over me (vice versa with Ratsputin) and was so lazy that when I gave him a try in the rat ball, he just pooped in it and went to sleep. However, he could be feisty when called for it, as evident by the story I relayed last spork about him biting me because he thought I was a cat. He was also the prime suspect when we had a pregnancy scare with Miss Blatz, the little devil. He went peacefully, and his last meal was yogurt and avocado.
( KISS THE DEAD, CHAPTER THIRTY TWO )
Sid was short for his full name, Darth Sidius, so named by my sister because when he was little he liked to hide in pillowcases with just his nose poking out out, making him look like a Sith lord under a hood. He was a gift to my sister from her then-boyfriend, and we got Ratsputin to go with him, and while they remained lifelong friends, they couldn't live together. They were buddies and loved hanging out in neutral territory, but if they'd had to share a cage they'd have killed each other. Go figure, huh? Sid preferred my sister over me (vice versa with Ratsputin) and was so lazy that when I gave him a try in the rat ball, he just pooped in it and went to sleep. However, he could be feisty when called for it, as evident by the story I relayed last spork about him biting me because he thought I was a cat. He was also the prime suspect when we had a pregnancy scare with Miss Blatz, the little devil. He went peacefully, and his last meal was yogurt and avocado.
( KISS THE DEAD, CHAPTER THIRTY TWO )
