Somewhere between loading and unloading the car for our Memorial Day weekend, Fatty escaped out the front door and we haven't seen him since Friday. Poor Fatty is fifteen years old and mostly blind, so I am hoping that he found a nice peaceful place to lie down. Les and I got Fatty and Other the summer when we moved into the West Hall together on the PSU campus - our first pets together. He'll be missed.
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