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(Dead Furry) Last of the California Grizzly Bears
16 years ago
I recieved some terrible news, today. One of my oldest and dearest friends, Theo Benson, better known as Ursus Californicus, has died. I'm not sure of what; he just had some knee surgery a few days ago and he was healthy and excited to be rid of the pain.
Ursus was one of my oldest and dearest friends. I've known him over the internet since I was in high school. We met on the newsgroup alt.lifestyle.furry when I was first finding out what furry was, and that there were other people out there who were crazy in the same way I'm crazy. He helped me deal with my social problems on the internet, along with a few other dear old friends, and he stuck with me online for all these years. I knew him for ten years at least.
He was sexually obsessed to the end, and he took pride in the quantity of virgins he had deflowered. He always hoped that one day he'd add my tuckus to that list, but now it's too late. He often called himself the Cybernetic Yiff-beast of Sacramento, due to his cybernetic testicle. He was old and he was randy but he was a nice man and I cared about him.
... And frankly this is the only time I've ever cried for a person who died, even including all my grandparents, even including his wife Wabbit who passed several years ago in her mid fourties. Tears for a bear of a man. Good bye, Papa Bear. I'll miss you.
Ursus was in his mid-fifties and his long-lost son who he had reconnected with left a message on his LiveJournal here.
Ursus was one of my oldest and dearest friends. I've known him over the internet since I was in high school. We met on the newsgroup alt.lifestyle.furry when I was first finding out what furry was, and that there were other people out there who were crazy in the same way I'm crazy. He helped me deal with my social problems on the internet, along with a few other dear old friends, and he stuck with me online for all these years. I knew him for ten years at least.
He was sexually obsessed to the end, and he took pride in the quantity of virgins he had deflowered. He always hoped that one day he'd add my tuckus to that list, but now it's too late. He often called himself the Cybernetic Yiff-beast of Sacramento, due to his cybernetic testicle. He was old and he was randy but he was a nice man and I cared about him.
... And frankly this is the only time I've ever cried for a person who died, even including all my grandparents, even including his wife Wabbit who passed several years ago in her mid fourties. Tears for a bear of a man. Good bye, Papa Bear. I'll miss you.
Ursus was in his mid-fifties and his long-lost son who he had reconnected with left a message on his LiveJournal here.
I really have no idea what to say. I just... don't. I mean... I feel for you and stuff, but... there's just some things that can only be said through one's actions or the WAY one says something and... well, you just can't do that with text. :/
I think the best I can do is just to say good luck, because it's hard getting through those tough loses. You've gotta deal with it in whatever manner you best deal with things, but eventually you're gonna get past it. I don't know when or how long, but it's gonna stop hurting so much eventually, and that's not a bad thing. Just keep it in mind that where ever he is, he's most likely with that wife lady, and is having a great time. Like I said, deal with things however you deal with them, but don't be upset for him. He's likely doing fine.
... man I talk a lot for having "no idea what to say". >.>
That is sad D:
Well, atleast I know fully well _you_ are not going anywhere soon... the wonderful insane squirrel that managed to let me know the furdom even existed. I was furry well before I had a computer with the internet--I am pretty sure most of the people I grew up with, prolly don't think it is that weird as they knew me.
Anyways *luffles Relee*
Maybe I am making this too personal.
Or maybe I am just trying to say that you can replace him ~.^--the torch has been passed on.
*is shot*