Sep 10
Some tragic news. Schrödinger the cat has died. He was put down last night. He had fluid on the lungs and there was nothing the vet could do.
Some of you met him. Most, probably not. Since he was born in the wild and a feral cat, he used to hide from strangers.
We had our differences over the years but he was a charming little fellow and will be sorely missed.
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