In memory of Rhaedar (2012-2026)

February 2026 — cuddle time Rhaedar was my bud — followed me from room to room during the day, snuggled up with me while I read, demanded lap time, slept many nights curled up against my stomach. When I picked him up, he’d rest his paws on my shoulder and lean his head into my neck. He was a total sweetie — I can’t recall ever hearing him hiss, and almost never growled. His open affection more than made up for all the ways he could be a gigantic pain in the ass. September 2024 — hanging out up close and personal He was extremely stubborn and opinionated (and as a half-Siamese cat, vocal about it!). He would poutily demand exactly what he wanted until he got it, giving me a Look if I offered the wrong option. If he wanted my chair, he would sulk until I ceded it to him or shamelessly steal it if I got up for a minute. We had a monthslong battle of wills when I attempted to change his litter, then he refused to go back to the old litter, and we finally reached an accord after testing…