"Grumpy Cat, whose permanent scowl spoke for all of us in our dark moments, died at 7. She "helped millions of people smile all around the world — even when times were tough." - New York Times.
I met Grumpy Cat once. She just kinda sat there while everyone took pictures. It made me wonder if she was drugged up or something, she just sat in her little bed on a pedestal with hundreds of people around her.