Mooshie battled hard for 3 years against chronic renal failure. When I first met him he was a 5 month old ball of joy who loved to wrap his arms around my neck, give hugs and nuzzle. Up until the end he still managed
to give hugs when he could.
Mooshie, you went through so much and I hope you know how much I love you and will miss you. Things will never be the same with you gone. I miss my Mooshie Boo
so much already.
I hope that where you are now there is no pain, no disease and a plethora of moo moo mice.