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My ex-roommate Dorothea's cat Anderson had to be put to sleep today. (I hate that euphemism, but I guess it's the standard term.) He had been having problems with his urinary tract, and had surgery a few times. The vet didn't have much hope for him even when the problem first started, but I was hoping something could have been done, or at least that he'd live another year or so. Poor Anderson. :(



He liked to roll over onto his back, and I sometimes played with him then. We think he was part Maine Coon, but I don't believe he was a purebred.