i’m not entirely sure how it started, but eventually i ended up on flickr looking at pictures from people i don’t even know. i think i clicked on someone i don’t know who had "favorited" one of my pictures, and spiraled down the rabbit hole from there. in any event, i stumbled across a picture of a breathtakingly beautiful balinese kitty, and after clicking around some more, i decided to work my way back to find more of him. as it turns out, both of his parents have flickr accounts, and one of them has a huge set of pictures. he’s gorgeous and silly, and even though he doesn’t have lynx-point markings, he reminds me a bit of my own sweet finley.
i was barely into my lovefest for erasmus when i noticed a caption under the main picture for his flickr set. erasmus died last night. i couldn’t believe my eyes, and it made my heart hurt. those of you who know me well won’t be at all surprised to hear that i cried.