Got the call shortly after they opened for work this morning. I don't know what happened but he's gone now and I'm just so heartbroken. He was a good boy even if he roamed a lot and came home sick and injured from fighting other toms and now every day when I go to Mom's to feed the kitties I'll be looking for him everywhere before realizing I'll never see him again. I have to prepare his burial and deal with the fear of taking Ruby and Puck to be fixed in the morning and try and get through the week without falling apart.