My poor tired old boy, your mind was alert and telling you to do things your body would not allow. I miss you terribly, and my heart aches at the empty space on the couch, but I know you are free now, to run about and chase things with Celt, argue with Paddy and flirt with Midgemoo. Bye bye Harvest Moon, I love you. found abandoned January 1993 aged 6 months, died March 20th 2008