We all love Orson. Hamish keeps trying to come up with plans; ways for us to keep Orson, and short of killing Katie, nothing is really viable. I'm going to lose him and I'll probably never see him again (Katie is not a friend of mine, she's a friend of Pete's, my other flatmate). I think I'll have to get myself a cat but I can't imagine a better cat than Orson: the funniest, fattest, sweetest, prettiest, coolest cat to ever walk the planet (apart from Keegan and Zico, my childhood cats [RIP *cries*] who are the all time greatest). Basically, I'm heartbroken. I don't know what I'll do without him. When he stayed the night at the vet's the other day, the house felt so *empty*. Incomplete, somehow. I'm just heartbroken.
Shit. I've forgotten the other thing. Sorry.