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Bitter Anon
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His name: Tangerine. He had lots of energy, loved to sleep in the crook of my neck and on my pillow, and climb up my pants just to be close to me.
He got sick (Barely eating and had a bad case of the runs.), but before we could go to the vet, I woke up to find him dead, still curled up against my neck. I'm only glad he went in his sleep.
RIP Sweet Tangerine. (not my catcopypasta)
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