The Food Source here, with just a brief note.
When I got up and fed the cats Christmas Day, Radcliff was having a bit more trouble with his back legs than normal, but otherwise he seemed OK, or at least no worse than usual. (He had been battling arthritis in his back legs for several years)
After I had washed up and gotten dressed, I went back into the kitchen, and Radcliff was laying dead on the middle of the kitchen floor.
I'll post more information on this later, but I just thought some of you might want to know about this.
