Sorren

Sorren, may he rest in peace, was my therapy cat who asertained an illness that he couldn't beat. To most people or animals he came off mean, he would corner and man did that cat have some lungs on him when he growled. But he was my baby, he calmed me and protected me like most people couldn't. He would come running whenever I sang, like I was some sort of Disney Princess or something, and his favorite song was 'You are my sunshine.' He was a shelter kitty that my mom ended up adopting for my therapy cat and he bullied the other kitten that I had gotten at the same time to be right next to me, and that is when I knew I had to keep him. Sorren always loved the light and look outside but he never really left my side, if I left my room he would be close in persuit. He would take little branches and fetch and loved laser lights so much. When I found kittens he would smack and hiss at them, but when they started to meow because they were scared he was always there to comfort them. Very much a Tsundre. He met a lot of people and didn't click too often but every now and then there was someone who caught his eyes. Sorren lived with me for about ten years, give or take, so he wasn't too old, but he helped me get through a lot. I owe a lot to him and I just hope that wherever he is, whatever he is doing, he is happy. I love and miss you my baby boy.