R.I.P. Tyson

Tyson was one bad ass cat. I didn't know him for very long but he always let me pet him and wouuld never scratch or bite me. They called him Tyson because he had a piece missing out of his ear. He used to meow outside of the window when Sean and I were trying to make out on his bed. And I've been told that Tyson used to lure the Mahoney's coy with his tail and then scoop them out of the pond. Devilish little cat. He was wonderfully mischievious and will be sorely missed. If there is a cat heaven, surely that's where Tyson is, scooping coy endlessly out of infinite ponds.