I’m sorry to have to report that we lost Zulu, our vociferous Bengal, last night. I heard from Debbie that “he passed in his sleep while cuddling with his buddies.”
Although he did seem to look skinnier than ever when I saw him last week, it never quite clicked that we might be due to lose him so soon. I guess it never does. Even as recently as Saturday I’m told he was up to his usual old tricks and managed to steal a sizable portion of Ann’s hamburger.