My BFF Crockett is gone. Everyone is heartbroken. The mommas had gone to take the dogs for a walk and when they came home, Crockett was gone. He was crushed by a ladder they had been using for re-doing the entry hall. He had climbed the ladder earlier in the day. We both had. Crockett had gotten up in the light well - he loved to climb and my momma had to fish him out. The ladder had been propped against the wall, the mommas are guessing he tried to climb it again and it fell over and crushed him. He was the sweetest cat - he loved to sit with people - especially his momma. He loved pets and had started making biscuits. He always looked like a kitten - he had the sweetest round face. He was such a curious cat - he always followed his momma around and loved to come in while the mommas took baths and watch them. He waited for my momma to wake up everyday to feed him - he would rub in between her legs as she went to the kitchen. This is the last photo my momma took of him - today he was a healthy 5 year old and my family thought they would have at least another decade with him. He was my best friend - we snuggled together, we played together, we gave each other baths. Angelique and him were good friends too - they would bathe each other. Finley and him would cuddle. Crockett even would play chase with the puppies. He was the best cat - there will never be another like him. We're in shock and very very sad. There will be no more Raspberry Kitten, no more Baby Simba face, no more Crockett Rocket. This is so unfair. I was very upset tonight, when my momma picked me up so I could say goodbye, I let out a very sad mournful meow - she had never heard me make that noise. I've been hiding since. Angelique seems upset too, she was sniffing where he was and looking for him.