Mousie went across the Rainbow Bridge at 6am.

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144. Damn. Sorry to hear this.

Damn. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry!!!! I'm remembering now when Ernie, our beloved and quirky tuxedo cat, went over.

Mousie will probably run into my Mousetrap up there. He was my cat from when I was nine years old and he was a rescue kitten. Lived to a ripe old age and then just disappeared - didn't come home one night. You know what that usually means. Mousetrap was a gorgeous silky black long-haired grand duke of a cat - with these big sexy tufts of fur between each of his toes. Had to have Persian or some such in his bloodlines somewhere. As a kitten his tail was as bald as a rat's tail. But when his fur grew in he had a huge, rich, fern-like, luxuriously furry tail that reminded me of the fans with which slaves would fan the Pharaoh. Haughty and elegant, and a world-class mouser. Maybe the two of them will compare their naming stories? Ours came from a joke book for kids - "spell 'mousetrap' in three letters. Answer: C-A-T." STILL MISS THAT CAT!!!!

Heck, I miss 'em all when they leave me!

Hopefully, Mousie will meet Ernie, Mousetrap, Tasha, Rao, and so many others who've left us behind and made the jump to light speed.