Simba Crock

On June 1st, we said goodbye to our Simba.

He wasn’t just our cat — he was our calm in the chaos. Our anchor. Our boy.

His mom and dad miss him more than words can carry.

His big sisters, Exotica and Harley, are feeling the weight — they’ve lost the one who always brought balance to the room.

Shadow, his younger dog brother, may not fully understand what happened… but he knows something is missing.

And little Venom, his baby sister, keeps looking around like she’s waiting for him to come back.

Simba was love wrapped in fur. He was soft and steady, and always somehow knew.

Our home feels quieter without him — not just in sound, but in soul.

Thank you to anyone who ever showed him love.

He mattered. He still does. We will always remember you!

Rest easy, Simba. We’ll keep your spot warm.