The Passing of an Era

Our old man passed today. He was about 19 years old,maybe 20.  His passing is the end of an era.  Good ole Gizmo the sentinel of the yard...several yards over the years...breathed his last breath in the cool air of the Fall. Mr says that Giz used up the last of his nine lives today, because there were many times over the summer where we thought it was the end...and then he would rally. So today's only comment will be a toast to Gizmo and the service he gave our family over the last 20 years...confidant, sentinel, hunter, yard decoration, furry friend. Most of his life was spent as a blessing to our family. His good will will be missed.