Today we had to put down our 13-year-old cat Chunk. It seems like just yesterday we brought him home.

We love him a lot but also knew that was time. He had diabetes and it had taken over. He wouldn’t eat, wouldn’t cuddle, wouldn’t do those things he’s always done. He could hardly even move. He was in a lot of pain and we could tell.

Chunk was a great cat and he lived a full & spoiled life even though he was overweight and had seizures. He was very lovable, liked to sleep and play with Lily, and always seemed much younger than he was.

We’ll miss you, buddy, but we also know that you’re no longer in pain.