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I came home last night to discover that, Dizzy, the weirdest kitty that ever was, had died while I was at work. He’s was only 5 years old and had appeared totally healthy, so the vet suggested that he might have had an undiscovered heart condition and had had a heart attack. We’re not doing an autopsy, so we’ll never really know. But I’m so sad that I wasn’t there for him in his final moments.

A cat with that much personality deserves a fitting send-off, so I’m reposting my past posts about him. Please wear a belt today in his honor, and strut around confidently showing it off.

The Uni-baller

The Pitten Strikes Again

My Cat Is Defective

The Terror Within

He’ll Lick the Sick Right Out of You

Seriously, This Cat is Defective

My Cats Are Broken

Auf Wiedersehen

Someone Really Likes My Book


And one more video from a few days ago:

I’m gonna miss you, little boy. If there’s a heaven, I hope it’s full of wires and hair to chew on, and all the belts you could ever want to wear.