Cats

Hey, Whats up? I really, REALLY have not updated. But i suddenly felt like updating.
Now to get to the point. A few years ago, my very first cat "Spike" had died. He was a mean cat. he always pounced on my leg and bit me. But he died, and the really sad thing is that, i didn't care. After a few days, i had completely forgotten the cat, Until my brother, Zak. Was cleaning his room, He wanted to show me his progress. I saw this beanie that had a lot of cat hair on it so i turned to Zak and said "Zak, Why was Sparta laying on this?" And my brother replied "It was probably spike" And that made a lot of very sad memories pop up. Now that i think about it, I really hate myself for just easily forgetting the cat, and tossing his memory aside. I don't even know what happened to his body or how he died.

I felt like getting that off my chest, In fact i don't feel as bad. Thank you for reading my random ramble :)