We let Vegas go today. He was almost 20 years old - what an excellent run.
He was the cat of my adulthood - came to us the same day we took possession of our first house. I will miss is antics, his loudly voiced opinions and especially the cuddles as I go to sleep tonight. For almost 17 years I haven't gone to sleep one night in this house without Vegas' purr in my ear.
RIP sweet love, go tell 'em whose boss on the other side of that bridge.