Aww, our condolences, Bowlcat. I am sure she will live forever in your heart, but alas, we do have to say goodbye to our furry friends when the time comes.

You can tell your Mookie's spirit that her name is being carried on by a mischievous orange tabby boy in West Townshend Vermont. Born on our farm, he went to our friend Ingrid who desperately needed a good mouser. Well, she also needed laughter and apparently orange fur in her life, and regularly regales me with what her Mookie is up to now!