Beautiful, beautiful kitty.  He’s asleep beside the koi pond, near the waterfall and pond he used to watch for hours. His passing was peaceful, without fear or discomfort, and OSG very kindly was there for us.

He was born in Oklahoma, traveled the Great Move to Spokane, via a near calamity in Nebraska, and several apartments. He was very happy when we got a house where doors didn’t mysteriously bang and thump and unknown people walk up and down stairs…he loved this house. He traveled over 100,000 miles on the road with us, through getting lost in Utah, and was with us at the Grand Canyon and Meteor Crater and Carlsbad.  He saw the ocean—and did not approve of all that water.

He loved the pond, however, and loved flowers: he sleeps under the limbs of a young Japanese maple and beside a rose bush.

That’s what I can tell you.