so, while i was home visitin' the folks over easter, the cat died. it was about 14 or 15 and had been kinda, well, old for a while, so no great surprise. but y'know, sad to see it die. my sister was really cut up cause it was her cat, it's now been buried in the garden and mum's been ordered to "get a pink plant" to plant over it. not by me, i might add. i don't like pink, init.
actually, we had two cats around while i was growing up, the other one, which was two years older, died two years ago. of cancer, poor mite.
so tell me about your childhood pets and how they died.