I returned home from Saturday errands to find that he had passed away, in a favorite spot of his. While I am absolutely traumatized by the experience of finding my best friend deceased, I am at peace with the thought that he was in little or no pain, and that he was considerate enough to wait until I was not in the home to take his last breaths. He was an old cat, but spunky until the very end. I will treasure the very special cuddle session we had the morning of his passing, which included lots and lots of purrs.
Winston was born in Montreal. He came of age in Kingston, Ontario, where he earned a bachelor's degree in philosophy from Queen's University. He spent his adult life in Ithaca, NY, earning a master's and PhD. I was fortunate enough to have him during his retirement years, where he worked on another Master's, but this time in Nursing. Though he fell months short of graduation, he will be getting an honorary degree. He was quite the academic, as evidenced by his attendance at two Ivy League universities. He was able to split his time well between his academic duties and leisure life, and he helped me do the same.
I sure will miss you, Winnie!
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