Waffles

There is no real story behind his name, but right when I saw him for the first time, I just thought of burnt waffles. I mean he was a brown tabby and with his dark stripes it reminded me of brunt waffles. So, right when I saw him I said:

"You're name's Waffles."

He recently died from Leukemia. He was only ten months old. He was so sweet and never ever hurt me not once. I hope he's still sleeping eight hours in cat heaven like he did in real life. R.I.P Waffles.