Phantom passed to his forever home on Saturday morning, in his usual style - no fuss - no complaints, and yet it appears he was bitten by a snake or poisoned - his end was not nice.
I was Phantoms third mother, and he snurred (purred and snored) at my feet for five lovely years. Never flustered, never fussy he let me carry him around when I needed the comfort and never complained when I was busy or distracted.
This was the easiest of purr babies taking any medication with a noisy purr and an affectionate head butt.
I long to take this beautiful boy in my arms and give him a cuddle one more time, to bury my face in his fur or rub noses with him.