Well, this is definitly not one of my better works, but oh well... This morning my little kitten Sunny passed away due to (as of now) unknown reasons. As for the larger black cat in the picture, that's my baby, Braveheart. He got run over by some a**hole on the gravel road by our house about three years ago. I'll miss these two so much. I think that pets you help raise yourself become closer to you than an older animal you get; you are always there with them and give them love and care, an in turn, they learn to trust you. But I'm not saying that when you get an older animal that they don't love you in return...I feel that when you raise the animal, a special sort of bond is formed. I had that bond with both of these beautiful cats, and I hope Braveheart takes care of Sunny wherever cats go in the afterlife. I'll miss you two forever...