Monty died peacefully in his sleep on Sunday night, after an evening full of snuggles and love. He went peacefully, after sending his last days surrounded by warmth and love.
I called his former owner, and took his body back to her. We wrapped him in a fabric chosen by Marian and a light blanket chosen by his previous owner that he had loved in his younger years. We buried him together in her front yard, and she thanked me profusely for all I had done. Her husband gave me a gift of a large bag of pinon nuts.
I'd hoped his time would be longer, but I know his time was right. It's as though as soon as he knew he was safe and could relax, he was finally able to let go of his weak little body.
Goodbye, Monty. Thank you for coming into my life.