Daughter's cat died last night. Keegan was a big orange furball she'd found dumped as a kitten. Had some kind of apparent birth defect in his hips that caused his legs to splay out a bit. Which didn't keep him from being able to get on the couch, bed, etc., and play once he'd grown a bit.
She's taking this hard, and I've got to help bury him. Pretty good critter overall, he'll be missed.