I went outside and he was already dead. I had to search to find any blood. His neck was broken. I think he got it by a Lynx or Bobcat from the fur we found this morning that was not his.
Neither Eagle or Dusti remember life without him. He was Maine Coon and such a lover. When the kids would do their school outside on the deck, he would lie on the bottom bunk with them and cuddle. He'd play on the trampoline with them. And, he was always interested in being held and loved.
You've seen these before, but one more time:
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