I just got home from school. I did my daily home-from-school routine, take off my coat, shoes, socks, take care of my animals, etc.Anyways, I went back to the bathroom to pee (probably too much information there, but whatever), only to find my older of my two cats laying in front of the toilet, hard as a rock, on his side, eyes wide open, mouth open, tongue hanging out, puddle of drool by his mouth, no pulse, anything. He was dead. At least I'm glad he died of natural cause. He was an old cat. He was 17 in human years (older than me!). That's about 119 in cat years (cat years are about the same as dog years). Plus, he had no signs of any other cause of death. So that's god But still, that cat has been in my family since my mom and dad were still dating, he was almost more than just a pet. Hard losing a member of the family...