The white and black ball of fluff let out a small sound of happiness, a purr, as it padded around in circles on its Master’s bed. This was Sylvester, named aptly after the cartoon cat due to their striking resemblance. Sylvester let out a yawn as his owner got lazily out of bed. “Ah, humans,” he thought, making himself comfortable on the oddly cool sheets “Such busy creatures. Oh, that’s right!” Sylvester’s head perked up, releasing a loud, droned out ‘meow’ toward his human, an act which was roughly translated to “Good luck on your test today, human!”
The man was seated at his desk now, a rather grumpy look on his face as he clicked away on the bright screen in front of him “Hah!” Sylvester thought “Lamenting over the day beginning, eh? I can fix that!” he jumped down from the bed, eager to reach the desk before quickly nuzzling up against the human’s leg, a loud purr reverberating his chest. He threaded himself through the male’s legs, but to no avail. “Egh, its kinda cold in here,” the human, Alex, expressed as he pulled a jacket on “Cold!?” thought Sylvester, jumping up into the man’s lap, kneading “Oh my” he nodded “You are quite cold, Master. Lemme help.” He grinned to himself for being such an amazing helper, nuzzling the top of his head into the man’s stomach, though his affection seemed to go unnoticed. Alex gave a sigh, going back to what he was doing on the computer and Sylvester took exception to that “Oh how dare you!” he feigned offence, hoping to get attention as he jumped up onto the desk, still being polite enough to stay out of the way “I, an amazing cat, am giving you love and warmth, and you ignore me!? Pah! Pah, I say!” the cat pushed his nose up into the air, closing his eyes for added effect. This always worked. Pets incoming in three…two…wait, Master wasn’t moving.
Sylvester’s ears flattened against his now lowered head. Had he done something wrong? He was just playing around; he didn’t want Master to be mad at him! Master?
Alex’s phone started to ring, a rather solemn look on his face as he picked it up. Sylvester could hear both ends of the conversation from where he was
“Hey, sweetie.” “Grandma!” Sylvester thought, internally grinning
“Hey Mum,” Alex replied, voice monotone
“How are you feeling?” the woman on the other line asked
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Alex responded rather rigidly, obviously not fine
“We miss him too, buddy.” Mum sighed
“Miss who?” Sylvester thought, head tilting
“I just don’t understand” Alex’s eyes started to well with tears and Sylvester pressed his cheek to the man’s hand, nuzzling it gently “Why did he have to go?”
Sylvester sat back up “Master?” he thought. “MAAAAAAOOOWW?” he meowed, pressing his head into the man’s hand harder “Master!? Why are you ignoring me? Did someone leave?” Sylvester started to meow more, each one resonating with a certain sadness. “Please stop ignoring me. Please…” he sniffed, looking up at the male who had now hung up and was holding a picture of his cat, Sylvester.
“Rest in peace, little buddy.”