On Saturday, we became painfully aware it was finally time to say goodbye to our beautiful, loving cat Angus. A neurological condition had developed in the past couple of years, causing increasing discomfort and stiffness in Angus’s hind legs and back end, and it finally overtook him on Saturday. Angus could no longer walk or stand up, his hind legs collapsing and folding underneath him. The truth is Angus’s strong, once-muscled, 18-year-old athletic body—finally gave out and broke. He died the day before the anniversary of my father’s death and two days before my mother’s birthday—on July 11, 2020. But Angus was dearly loved by his human and feline family, and had a most wonderful life.