Cooney the 32,000 year old cat has gone to the big litterbox in the sky.

Actually, mostly, he’s gone to a cardboard box in the garage. he’s been thin and weak lately7, despite a rally earlier in the year- but his best days were clearly behind him, and we were awaiting the inevitable, which happened early this morning.

Rest well, you old fart. You never did me any harm and you provided me with hours of amusement. May your afterlife be sweet and filled with bacon and rabbits.