Today was a terrible day for my wife and I. We lost our 16 year old Maine Coon mix named Gizmo. He was one of the sweetest, chillest cats I've ever had in my life. He was very vocal as well, and would always meow whether it was because he wanted food or attention. He hasn't been doing great the past few days, so I sadly knew it was probably his time was coming fast. It happened so suddenly because he has been drinking water and eating food... RIP to Gizmo. He had many nicknames too, I would call him mister purrs, sir purrs a lot, hecking chonk, detective ploppers, and potato. My kitten Mochi looked for him for a brief moment after we came home from the vet. We will be getting another cat for Mochi in the future, but not right away. Gizmo was my wife's cat and she got him right before we graduated high school in 2008. This is the hardest part about owning pets. 
Here's my hecking chonk, I miss you buddy.
