Mr. Magoo left us today (11.04.2015) after a long and eventful life. In Girenbad he was an active mouse and sock hunter. He brought home the neighbour’s jumper one day and the wool for weaving the next. He reached the grand old age of seventeen, more or less. Gooly, or Nünü as he liked to be known, was an example to us all of how to grow old gracefully. He kept fit with daily exercise in the form of knitted mouse hunting and the biting of Speedy, and was always ready to purr at the drop of a hat. In the end it was the kidneys that failed and in his last days all he really did was to drink lots of water. Even the best meat didn’t excite him any more. But at the end he didn’t have serious pain, but just had no more strength and passed away peacefully in David’s arms. The pictures were taken in his last week, where he still managed to spend time in the sun on the beloved roof terrace.
And then there were two… Sven and Speedy have a floor each now.