When we got married, the cats were thrown together into a joint household. Aside from the occasional fight, they did really well and showed just how awesome they were, each in their own way. Be it Rasputin coming to get me every night for bed, Constantine rolling around in stinky sweaty clothes purring, Nicholas falling asleep in his food dish, or Luigi’s demon coming out after minutes of happy purring & petting.  Saying goodbye to each of them was very hard, at least here they can live on somehow.