We knew you were not well, and letting you sleep was not an easy decision to make... but we know you were not happy with life any longer.
Murray caught you and your Momma in Bermuda because he was worried about a hurricane hurting your mother, who was a feral cat and you were just a kitten. You were named after Oliver Twist: "Please Sir, I want some more, Sir!" you eating machine you :)
Such a serious face, as if life was a grave affair to you, but we all know that secretly you loved every minute of it. You were the most handsome sweetest cat I knew, and we shall both miss you.