I inherited Stupid

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I inherited Stupid and he was not that bad. You all reading this and going what? :) I once had a cat named Stupid. My Grandpa had this big cuddly male Tom cat that wandered in. I talked him into taking care of him as at the time I had so many cats I could not take him in at first he was sort of iffy on him. Next we know he would show off his favorite trick of meowing at him and him meowing back as he walked him through the house for a treat. He was pretty smart. Then along came Christmas Day and all the family used to Gather at Grandpa's house and have real fun... The little children asked my Grandpa what his cats name was. His cat did not have a name but he joked and said it was Stupid. Next we know about 15 children were outside hand feeding him food massaging him all over saying we love you Stupid. This cat had the best day of his life... as grandpa remarked great... now we have to call him Stupid cause he just had the best day of his life getting spoiled and cuddled as Stupid. Then when my Grandpa passed away.. I inherited Stupid from Grandpa.. He was a great cat I had him a good few years before he got ran over and I am sure Grandpa got Stupid back in heaven with him. But I tell you it was the strangest grieving experience I ever had as we all cried over Stupid... and then would end up hysterically laughing about how ridiculous we all sounded. I will always Love Stupid and my Grandparents.