Iggy asked to go outside Friday morning. He was stronger and more alert after a week on the thyroid medicine, so I let him out. He chose a nice spot under the bench under the big fir tree and quietly passed on. I found him this morning.
I'm pleased that he was strong enough to make his own choice of spot. We'll miss him, but I have no regrets or guilt - he lived a good, full life, and was loved.
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