Moji's Gone to Join His Brother and Sister

Off over the Bridge, breaking my heart. I still have Mimi, but the house is (too) quiet, and we're just very sad. Like his brother Tonk, it was cancer, and I try to figure why. None of these three were with me when I smoked, and I've been quit 21 years. There's no easy answer. It just is.
The pain is astonishingly harsh with this boy. The one who would not be touched for over a year, then little by little, allowed slightly more. Even after more than 2 years he wouldn't get into my lap, until sometime over his 10 years with me, he became the best of velcro kitties, sleeping snuggled into me whenever I landed. I will miss that snuggle bunny more than anything I ever thought possible.
Good-bye my beautiful boy. My Moji Man. I will meet you at the Bridge sooner than you know.