Friday Update

Dear friends,

It’s with a broken heart that I share the news I never wanted to write:
Bob didn’t wake up after his MRI yesterday.

The procedure itself went well. His vitals stayed strong, the MRI showed no visible issues, and the doctors were hopeful. But when it was time for him to wake up… he just didn’t.

They tried everything. Medications, warming, support. But it became clear, slowly and painfully, that Bob’s beautiful little brain had quietly decided:
It was time. He passed peacefully at 6:00 am today.

The doctors now believe there was something neurological happening—something the scan didn’t show, but that was already in motion. We’ll likely never know exactly what it was. What I do know is that he was surrounded by the best care possible. He was loved in every direction. And he was never, not for one second, alone.

I can’t begin to explain the shape of this loss. Bob was my best friend. My companion. My fiercest critic and most loyal shadow. He changed my life—and, as so many of you have told me, he changed yours too.

It brings me comfort to know that the very last thing Bob heard before the anesthesia took hold was me telling him that I loved him. Over and over again. He knew. He always knew.

To each of you who walked this road with us: thank you. For your love. Your hope. Your prayers. Your fierce belief in a little tabby cat who once was homeless and grew up to command an army. You gave him…and…me more support than I can ever repay.

Please give me time to grieve, to breathe, and to figure out what comes next. I promise there will be more to say, and more to share. But for now, I just need to sit in this unbearable quiet.

Bob, my beautiful boy… thank you for choosing me.
Jenny 💔