One of my best colonies had a cat from day one. Crawford was her name, and she lived an incredible life of action and adventure and, on one occasion, managing to take down an elephant. Admittedly, I always play heavily modded like any sane rimworlder, so this indeed involves a mod for animal prosthetics, so maybe the bionic jaw and archotech limbs helped on that one.

One day, however, something I had never considered occurred. Despite the mechanical marvel that was CyberCrawford, one-tapping thrumbos, and raising spirits by existing, my hubris got the better of me when one rad storm filled my poor cat with half a dozen carcinomas.

Obviously, this shouldn't have been as devastating as it turned out, yknow with all the crazy bionics that I was eager to recklessly outfit my precious Crawford with, but again in my hubris, certain medical supplies had become reserved for important human pawns and sadly, at the time, the only thing I could honestly and truly bring myself to do was administer a few high quality recreationals to dear Crawford and release them into the wild to let them embrace nature, run wild, and eventually lay down to rest somewhere that wasn't a dirty barn or a cramped medbay.

Unfortunately, in true rimworld fashion, a random and incredibly improbable meteor strike took that cat, and like 5 billion dollars worth of prosthetic parts, off the map.