It's not always fun


Yesterday we had to say goodbye to our cat Hippo, at the age of 17. He was becoming too sickly and weak and we had reached the point where treatment was not helping him anymore. And keeping him alive for selfish reasons simply is never an option.
We will always remember him as a little guy with a GREAT personality. Rest in peace buddy, say Hi to everybody 'up there', you'll be in good company.

This photo was taken last summer and this is how we prefer to remember him: happily snoring the day away...