Max passed away peacefully this afternoon at 3 o'clock, exactly one month before his 16th birthday. 17/9/93 - 17/8/09.
I washed him a little afterwards where he was smelly from his struggles today with his tummy and we clipped some of his beloved white fluffy tummy hair and mad tail hair to keep forever. Then we put him in his favourite old leopard bed curled up, with his catnip banana, and we covered him with a mat and sheet and put him in a plastic container. He is going to stay overnight at the vet as it is much cooler there than here. Tomorrow we are taking him to Dignity for an individual cremation and we will come back with his ashes tomorrow afternoon. I could not love Max more, not now, not in the past, not ever. I told him so many times and I hope he heard me.
So did his dad.
Please send your prayers if you offer them for Max and for Swampy. On the vet's suggestion, we tried to show him to Swampy, but he didn't really react, just left his bed thinking there was an obstacle in it. I know he will miss Max terribly, as will we all, but for little Swampy it will be worse.
RIP my baby Sheesh.