Sune och Zeke.

[Biggles]

This is Sune.

And this is Zeke.

They're brothers, and lived with us for the last 14 years. 14 years is a long time. 14 years ago from now was 1995. I had just turned 5 years old. These two, by that time kittens, were taken into our house. At first they were terrified.

Now, 14 years later, I'm 19. The cats, are now 14 years old. I've always had them by my side in the life that I can remember. 14 years ago I moved to my current home in Stockholm, and away from Göteborg. I don't remember much from the time before 1995.

These two has been with me and my family throughout all these years. Never been sick, never ran away. Sure, they did threw up sometimes, but overall, they were the best cats you could possibly imagine. Sune, while somewhat scared towards strangers (and vacuum cleaners) was loyal to us all, and every morning for the last 10 years, he's been heading straight for my mothers lap after we'd let him in. Zeke, has many lovers, in that that anyone who came across this cat fell for him. Extremely calm and kind towards strangers and friends alike, Zeke was the most wonderful cat I've ever came across. He rarely spoke, but purred instead, and during my years of deep depression he almost instinctively came to my lap to comfort me. He has done the same for my father.

Tonight, they will be taken to the vet. They're old, and getting senile, urinating all over the place. I hate every inch of myself, but I have no objection. Their time has come. I will not join my father to the vet. That is a trip I could never bare.

My parents say we will get a new cat. They're not lying. I'm fine with that, I have no objections, and I look forward to have a new little furball in the house.

But nothing, nothing can take away the fact that I tonight say goodbye to the best cats you could possibly imagine. I will never forget them, and can never thank them enough for being part of the earliest days of my life.

Tack, Sune och Zeke.

Jag älskar er.

//Olle Rönn.