As if the last post weren’t downer enough, there was yet another blow in the McCollum household last week.
Rest in peace, my sweet Rascal-boy. I won’t go into cliches about your long journey being over, but simply say that I’m glad you were able to go on your terms, in the place you spent your life. I’m glad that you went in your sleep, and that despite all those physical limitations that hampered your later years, there was no pain and no suffering. You got to feel the mountain grass soft under your belly and listen to the breeze, and you got to be with your family.
I will miss you.