Mr More
The love of my life, my beautiful furchild, has gone to the rainbow bridge.
While I will miss him terribly, I know that letting him go was the best thing I could do for him.
His endocrine system began shutting down: 3 years ago, he was diagnosed with diabetes and I was told I would only have about 2 good years with him.
Well, 3 great years, 1 move to and from Atlanta and 3 new kitty playmates later, his body began to give out. First hyperthyroidism, then, last week, he was diagnosed with pancreatitis and stage 3 kidney failure.
At 16 years old, there was nothing more I could do for him other than hold him close, scratch his chin, say goodbye and let him go.
Goodbye my sweet boy. Rest In Peace.
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