He hadn’t eaten since last Wednesday besides some small scraps of chicken and a couple table spoons of cream. Sunday night he tried jumping up on the bed and was too tired and missed a couple of times. He was still mobile but just looked tired.
Unfortunately yesterday, Mr. Charlie crossed over the rainbow bridge.
He was always the first to greet any company and had no problem butting his head up to their hand. There wasn’t no one whom visited that didn’t know him.
He’s at peace now.