Earlier today I heard Diane’s cat Mulligan (Mugs) cry out and knew something was wrong. I quickly rushed to his bed and held him as he took his last breath. He was 16 years old and I’ve known him for a little over a year and a half. In that short time he became my little buddy and would come lay next to me whenever I was relaxing around the house. He would greet us at the door when we got home and he would always make the most unusual noises whenever we would pet him. I’m really going to miss him.
Here are a few photos of Mugs that I pulled off my phone.
Here’s one of Mulligan and me laying on the couch together.
