I’m sad to say that illia died last night. She had a kind of viral infection that wasn’t noticeable till it was too late. We brought her to the vet when there was blood in her mouth, and they kept her on an IV for two days, but it didn’t help so we had to put her to sleep.
She seemed to calm down when she saw us, and she was so weak that it took hardly any time for her to go. She’s buried in the garden.
Thank you for the kind messages I already got and for showing such an enormous interest during her short but eventful life.
Fuck. My cat is dying.
It’s like I’m not even allowed to have good things happen to me, godverdomme.
When my cat first got popular on here there were multiple people saying they wanted to draw her but no one ever did it and from time to time I remember this and get super sad
If they’re willing to give me some of that £400,000 I’ll happily write them an essay about what kinds of emotions Illia was conveying in that picture. I happen to be a specialist in that very tiny field of expertise.
In 50 years when we all have moved on to telepathic communication I will open an old dusty laptop in the attic and the first thing I’ll see will still be that fucking picture of my cat.
I bullied Akinator into remembering my cat, anyone feel like testing it? She’s on it as ‘illia the overdramatic cat’ and I told him she’s sort of famous on fb, youtube and ‘the internet’. She’s also Belgian.
Look who’s working out with me again! …Well, mostly stretching.