The doctor said there was zero chance of a recovery.
At about 12:45 a.m, while we all held him, the doctor put him to sleep. He went quickly and quietly surrounded by people who really loved him and knew him for the remarkable, special, and overall extremely loving creature that he was. we brought him back to my place and buried him next to 1ear.
I'm comforted that he got to spent the last year and a half of his life with susan, who loved him as much as anything has ever been loved on this earth.
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The first photos of Scrunch, in his stray days, before he got cleaned up.