[flybigjet]

My boy Tigger (the tabby) just pulled chocks last month-- he was just shy of 23 years old.

He had gotten a (mostly) clean bill of health from the vet a few weeks earlier and while we were on vacation for a week, he apparently got up out of his heated basket, took a few steps, and just..... called it a day.

My neighbor who was taking care of our three (now two) boys called us in tears.

I miss him every day. 23 years is a long time to have a kitty, and he was a great cat-- whenever I came home from a trip, he'd hear the garage door open and would meet me at the door expecting the "pets" that were his due for waiting for me.

Sigh.

R.