Dear Sandy, Barry, and fur kids -- Nicholas was needed by his namesakes, St. Nick, to help with getting things ready for the Big Night. The Saint knew your Nicholas could handle the tasks, so he asked God to call him. Nicholas is now young, pain free, and rushing about with last minute packages (opening them rather than wrapping, perhaps?) and then he will be over at the Rainbow Bridge to enjoy some time there as well.

I am so sorry he had to leave you now. May he RIP, and may you find him in your hearts and memories to keep you company during 'his' favorite season.