Suzuki was my butch ass aunt's favourite. she loved that cat, However because they were a spring born white coated litter, most of the cats were encouraged to stay in the garage. Suzuki was kept in the basement because she was a runt, and runts get eaten fast. Before long Suzuki learned to be around warmth and cuddled while they watched movies in their nice basement theater. Suzuki took a liking to my butch ass aunt and followed her around the house all summer, to the point my butch ass aunt would take her to bed occasionally. One Sunday morning my butch ass aunt did laundry in the basement. All was well until my niece took out the dried clothes..... for Suzuki layed there dead, drown, looking asleep and well washed as she cuddled the clothes of my butch ass aunt who had put the laundry in. Her name was SUZUKI.
edit: sorry but I heard it worse. my family is heartless sometimes
awwww well that's some good humour to put an end to this damn tragedy... it did suck to share but it's the truth and that's maybe valuable so it doesn't happen again
edit: the other 8 got eaten by owls and hawks and eagles so maybe it's the best end to the story