Lincoln and I don't talk about our cat brother, Mozart, very much. This is probably because while he was our older brother, he no longer lived with us. He had to move back to grandma's house since he tried (unsuccessful) to kill me on numerous occasions.
Sadly, he went over the rainbow bridge this weekend.
He was sixteen years old and just passed away in his sleep.
Even though he hated me with a fiery passion, I always loved him. Every time we went to grandma's house I looked for him. I loved his cat food, his favorite toy ("bear-bear") and loved to play the chase game with him. Mom says Mozart wasn't necessarily playing the chase game as in he was chasing me off but if you ask me that is just logistics.
And of course mom loved him.
Her grandma gave her Mozart when she was ten years old. They had been through a lot, elementary, middle and high school. He moved around her with her when she was in college and lasted through numerous boyfriends.
So here's to Mozart, our dear cat brother that is now crossing the rainbow bridge to wait on the rest of us.
Loved you Mo-Mo, may you find some peace away from two annoying pug siblings finally.
Minnie Moo and Lincoln too