Yesterday morning.....fell off the bed, twitched for a few minutes, and died quickly, I think.
Didn't suffer. He wasn't sick. He was overweight, though.
He was 11. I had him for a year - my first cat. I had asked the Humane Society for an older one.
Very shy and skittish. Took him a while to warm up to me.
I named him "Moo Moo," but I actually usually called him "Meow" or similar.
Peter

Today's my birthday - 69

Re Moo dying just before my birthday, I don't dwell on that.