Last night I took a very special boy to the vet to help him cross the bridge. He was gray with four white socks, a white blaze and a crook in his tail but he was not deaf. His name is Snuffles because of a rasp he made when he breathed, he did live a long time after I brought him home from the shelter. He loved people and to be held, he would fall asleep in your lap or in your arms or in his "private" little box next to the computer. He was insulinomic and on pred for a long time but I do believe he was here long enough for me to love him and then it was time for him to go be with his brothers and sisters. I know he is waiting for me and as with the others, he will never be forgotten and always missed His dad Patrick [Posted in FML 6146]