There I was, tickling Sylvester under the chin, when I noticed it...
...he's going grey! Bunches of his whiskers have turned white, and his muzzle is getting flecked with grey in a salt-and-pepper effect. I forget how old he is in cat years... he was about three when I got him, and he's thirteen now...
...it really brought a lump to my throat!
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