Storm was a stray when we found him. We later discovered he belonged to my friend but she wasn't allowed to take him back. I do not know his age.

He passed away for a reason I don't know; there was blood gushing from his nose and he wouldn't eat. I miss you Storm, if I could go back in time, I would've walked you to the vet, no matter if it was 8 miles away, on my own two feet instead of letting you suffer like that. You really didn't deserve it, you were the sweetest cat I've ever owned and I really didn't want to watch you die. I'd do anything to have you here with me right now, to have you curled in my lap, to hear your purr. I'd rather have you die of old age than what you faced that night. I'm sorry.

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