My little Peanut went on to the Rainbow Bridge yesterday, December 28th. He lived a good, long life. I know God has a special place for him and he is already frolicking with all the other animals. He was such a good kitty, but a worry wort. Just look at that worried look on his face. He felt it was his duty to take care of his cat brothers and caretakers. He would tell me every night at 10:30 sharp that it was time for last kibbles before bedtime. I never needed an alarm clock to wake up. He would get me up every morning at 7 am whether I needed to or not. He was precious each and every day and my life was blessed with his unconditional love. RIP.
