Harambe tribute account

"Uh akchewly thats me seperating from the retrojets.."

Amidst the waves and gently flowing streams,
My friend Fifer found solace in the sound,
And every time he cast his line, it seems,
His sorrows lifted, his heart became unbound.

But now, alas, his feline friend is gone,
And though he still casts lines with measured ease,
He knows that life is short and lingers on,
A weight upon his heart that does not ease.

Yet still he casts, for in the gentle sound
He hears a soothing murmur of the sea,
And though his feline friend is not around,
He feels its spirit, wild and running free.

So cast your lines, dear Fifer, and be strong,
Your feline friend will guide you all day long.

Hey man I am sorry about hiding in your closet pretending to be your dead cat Mr. Fluffy. I thought it would give you closure. Reach out to me when you can buddy.

Mr Fluffy will always be with you Fife, stay stong

You made him very happy for the years he was with you.

I know you’ll miss his sweet purring.

I’ll bet they have an unlimited supply of catnip in Cat Heaven.