....But life goes on and they grew.....
The lucky 7; over the years the males would fight for breeding rights. Big Guy was a lover not a fighter. He actually he won a few, but he mostly lost. He was kind and gentle of heart. Always giving you "ducky eyes" to bribe you for a treat. We put them to bed last night as usual, he walked in happily. Sometime during the night (we think) he fought the good fight and did not back down.
We will never know who won........
........but Big Guy breathed his last.
Michelle found him this the morning and gave him a proper burial. There will never be another Big Guy. He will always live in our hearts.