Farewell, Fat Cat Muffin

This is the only picture of Muffin that ever appeared on his blog. He was a handsome fellow. His Mom Tracy has been having a rough time lately. Her Father died a couple of years ago, then her Mother died on January 2nd, and now Muffin has run off to the Rainbow Bridge. She could really use some hugs. Midi the guinea pig is still there to give her comfort, but the house must seem pretty empty now. Muffin was a little over 14 years old and had diabetes for years. He developed acute renal failure and ran off to the Bridge. It's possible that he missed his Grammy so much that he just let go. For most of his life he was a very happy cat and really got a kick out of scaring the small woofies who lived in his apartment building. He was bigger than they were. They had a nice porch and Muffin liked to sit out there and chase the lizards who came to the porch to sun themselves. He caught and ate quite a few of them.

                                   Off to the Bridge ran Fat Cat Muffin.
                                   His Mom feels like someone knocked out her stuffin'.
                                          Muffin laughs at play,
                                          Leaving Mom to say,
                                    "Till we meet again, my dear darling Muffin."