This little baby has passed on.
He died last night after difficulty breathing.
He was the most active, fun loving and healthy of the lot but as shit happens he ventured too close to the garbage area and entered a drainage pioe which was expelling paint. He returned home smeared in paint and though my friend cleaned him up and he resumed his activities a few days later he developed breathing difficulties, probably due to the toxins in the paint and expired yesterday.
It feels wretched, makes me angry and I want to fight the management taking care of the garbage area and ask them why such the drainage pipes etc are open. How can this happen?
I'm so mad.
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