Late in the night our sweet little Groucho was taken away from us. It was very sudden and unexpected. A stoke or a seizure. He was a special cat who stole the heart of anyone he met. I can hardly believe that he's gone. He's now in Kitty Heaven drinking from the milk pond, eating from the salmon trees and going to mouse rodeos. RIP baby Groucho. There will never be another one like you.