Smokey died in March of 2011 quite unexpectedly. The vet said he was between 18 and 22 years old. From what we know of his history he had been a neighborhood tom for many years before a friend of ours took him in. Eventually our friend’s work began to require more and more travel and Smokey moved in with us.
Smokey was one of those one in a million cats. He looked like a crank but was really just one of the sweetest old cats you could ever hope to meet. He was kind with his stuffies, particular in all the best worst ways, and wore that tuxedo like he was born with it.
Without fail, he would always make an annoyance of himself by jumping up on the table and curling up right in the middle of my workspace. Strange, the things you miss.
I’ve been working a lot on Skulltooth in my free time. Most of the initial roadmap has been completed. You can do lots of things that are terrible for your health like throwing rocks at owlbears, and drinking poison. There are less options available for healthy activities but they do exist. I did however prevent the player from teleporting rocks through time and space with only the power of their mind.
Anyways, there’s actually quite a lot of interesting stuff going on but I’m on a business trip this week so I’ll have to wait to write about it more detail.
This is lovely. It sounds like Smokey had a long, happy life. ❤️
Awww!!! What a sweetheart! It's odd how attached we become to animals. It's almost as if they aren't animals but family. At least it becomes that way for me. Very sweet post.