Monday night at about 10:30 p.m. Kerby died. I became his person when I was still with the Geek Group. He was dumped at the lab when one of girls living at Geek House couldn’t keep him. Cliff and I were dating, so he agreed to take him over Thanksgiving. I moved in with Cliff shortly after that.

Kerby was a curmudgeon. I don’t thin he was ever happy except when he was eating. There were times when he wanted to snuggle and he would start purring. He had a very loud purr. Often Cliff or I would ask”what’s that noise?” We’d look around and there was Kerby sleeping, snoring. Once Cliff woke me up to complain that Kerby and I were snoring too loudly.

He was sick for a while. He lost a lot of weight( he weighted about 20lbs.) Near the end he couldn’t move around, so I would pick him up and carry him where he wanted to go. And that was mostly to sleep in my lap.

I buried him in the backyard where he’ll decompose and return to dust where we all come from.