May 11th 2010 12:03 pm
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This morning I had the sad task of going with Maynard to escort my look-a-like brother, Screech, home to the Rainbow Bridge. He was a little over 9 years old. He was the last of my siblings that was still alive. It was a big surprise to mum to find him gone this morning but he hadn't been gone for very long. He had come home to his favorite bed and laid down for his final sleep. He was waiting on Sunday in front of the house so he could wish her a Happy Mother's Day when mum and hudad came home from the Mountaineer Iron Classic Car Show and saw the trophies that mum and hudad's cars had won. He checked out the trophies as they sat on the porch step so mum could get their things out of the car. Then off he took to play with the girl kitties in the yard next door. So he didn't suffer a long time. When we got to the Bridge, I introduced him to two of our Catster friends, Ginngie and Tommy, who came to the Bridge last week. Now we are all showing Screech around and getting him introduced to the best play spots and the comfy napping spots.