This is the last picture I took of Herman by himself. The very last picture was of him and Oja cuddling in the easy chair in the living room. Herman ran off to the Rainbow Bridge early this morning. He hadn't been sick. He showed no signs of sickness at all until yesterday afternoon, when I found him in Emma's hidey hole about an hour after the vet closed for the weekend. There was nothing I could have done anyway. If you want to read the whole story, you can find in on Herman's Hideaway. I buried him in the garden, in a sunny spot near the forsythia bush. It is only five days until his third Gotcha Day. I am really going to miss my darling boy. See you at the Rainbow Bridge, dear Herman.
Farewell, Herman, my darling boy.
Having you in my life was such a joy.
We'd play and cuddle
And sleep in a huddle.
See you at the Bridge, my handsome boy.
