He was perfect. He passed some time ago but he helped me raise my son.
This isn’t to mourn him but rather to remember a dope ass cat who I spent nearly 2 decades of my life with.
He was once attacked by a pit bull, and the pit bull ended up needing stitches. Ganon was fine.
He was perfect. His vet chart has those words written 3 separate times, including one situation where “his urine is a magnificent specimen, wow” was written.
Totally unrelated … but do you know how hard it is to take a piss sample from a cat??
I ask all of you to recount your favorite made up story about ganon. Thanks friends.
Ganon was indeed perfect! Thanks for sharing and sorry he’s not around anymore.
And I do know how hard it is to get a piss sample from a cat. I loath it with my lil dude who has kidney issues.
He’s beautiful! Reminds me of the black cat I had.
Rest in peace, great fluffy void.
He used to hide under an old chair, my in laws gave us, waiting for my son (toddler at the time) to go to bed so he could come out.
At bedtime he’d come out because he loved the blankets being tossed around when we tucked my son in, he earned the nickname “the tucken monster” because he’d go fucking nuts attacking sheets and blankets.
After my son was in bed he’d join him to make sure no monsters came.
When I’d go to bed ganon would come and make sure no monsters got me.
He isn’t the best cat I’ve ever had, there is no top 5 or top 3 or top 2.
Ganon was one of the cats I’ve ever had, I’m now 3 cats old. They were all the best, they were all perfect.
Indeed perfect, what a boy.
My god you need to write a short story about this cat. Amazing and thanks for sharing.
Here is our Wednesday. She also checks under the need for monsters when I put my daughter to bed at night.
Gah, stupid ninjas cutting onions.
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Once I got upset and yelled at my kid. Ganon jumped up from his nap across the room, leapt up on me where I was sitting on the couch, and bit me gently on the earlobe.
This isn’t actually a made-up story. The kid was my little sister, the parent was my mother, and the cat was Ebony, a black shorthair. But I thought it would be appropriate.
Amazing little furr. Hang in there, partner.
Once he turned me into a newt! . . . . . I got better.
… I knew I shoulda tried building a bridge out of him
I heard the calming effect of Ganon imagery saved Xmas last year.
it’s actually scientifically impossible to disprove this
You know he jumped off the Empire State Building this one time and he only sprained his ankle.
Correction, he sprained the buildings ankle
Spending 2 decades with a dope-ass cat is the fuckin dream. Doing life right.
I remember one time at a hotel, some guy was listening to his cell phone really loudly in the continental breakfast area and Ganon hopped up on his table and knocked over his cereal onto his lap.
I applaud you for taking a pee sample.
We had a vet once offer one “just to be super safe” and explained that there’s a special litter in the bag to make it easy. Then she charged us for it. And then she showed us the bag with basically a handful of litter that’d be barely enough to cover the bottom of the litter bin. It was then we learned to ask more questions upfront.
We never got the sample.
The pee sample came accidentally 3 months later.
I dropped it off at the vet and the called confused af because it had been so long.
So that was fun.
I went up from the Jordan unto Bethel. And as I was going up by the way, there came forth little children out of the city, and mocked me and said unto me, “Go up, thou bald head! Go up, thou bald head!” And I turned back and looked on them, and cursed them in the name of the Lord. And there came forth Ganon out of the wood, and tore forty and two children of them.
Ganon once helped me do my taxes and got me a much better return than the prior year!
He saved my first and third marriages…
Kinda a dick for breaking up your second one though, but Ganon giveth and taketh
I was upset at first, but he was right in the long run.
What the French say about love is true… “omlette du fromage”