I'm not entirely sure why I am posting this. I don't want to get anyone down, it's not what Hendrix would've wanted. But a cat this amazing, the world needs to know about him. I just found my cat in the front yard dead yesterday. I think he somehow snuck out to play with his new friends.

He was an odd cat, that's for sure. He was very polite and respecful, more so than what's normal for a cat. He Loved guests and new people the most. Didn't matter if he was chilling and fully relaxed, as soon as the door opened he'd have to greet the new person. He never jumped up without permission, he'd be sure new guests got a chance to hold him if they wanted. He couldn't sleep without touching me in some way, even if it was just the tip of his tail, lol. The only flaw he had is he hated other cats, he got jealous of them getting attention, and was bullied when he was younger by other cats (before I got him). I had to move a week and a half ago and was worried cause the new place already had 3 cats. I figured I'd just keep him in my room...but he surprised me and went out of his way to make friends with all 3 of them. Even the shyest cat I've ever seen. The shy cat, Coco, never left her room and would hide under the bed at even a whisper. Hendrix (my cat) came to Coco's door everyday and meowed for permission to come in and wouldn't go past the doorway...didn't go in until the day he died when she finally invited him in. All of the cats, including the shy one, have come to my room to sit with me...so I know they were friends in the end. First time she's ever left her room.

He made sure I took breaks and ate food and drank water when I spent too long at my computer...or my depression kept me in bed. I owe all my progress in the last 2 short years to that cat. But I surprisingly mostly feel joy and gratitude that I got those years. It mostly hurts two times. First is in the morning when I realize he's not snuggled under my armpit. Second is for that brief moment when one of the cats, that looks nearly identical to him, comes to me and asks to hop up like him (wanted nothing to do with me beforehand)...and for a moment I think it's him. He spent the rest of the day with me, following me around the house. Kinda funny just a week ago he absolutely hated my cat...lol. My cat would come towards Norris (the cat that looks like him and hated him) until Norris would hiss and swat at him, Hendrix (my cat) would just bow before him and take it, no hissing or growling. They were inseparable 4 days later. I loved cats before him, but he taught me a greater love and appreciation. He took care of me as much as I cared for him. He made me goto bed at a decent hour (literally learned to turn of my computer if I stayed up too late and would bite me if I tried to turn it back on, lol)...reminded me to shower and do my laundry (always been bad about that...not anymore thanks to him). I even started working out thanks to him, and yes...I know how that sounds.

I will deeply miss you my dearest friend...

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