Vasco died, losing a protracted fight against pneumonia. He died quietly, and was in no pain. He will be missed so very much. Vasco was a special being indeed, outgoing, friendly, caring, and ever inquisitive. Vasco had a great love of thunderstorms, the wilder and noisier the better. I would hold him up to a screen during storms, and he would cling to it, raising his nose high, relishing the thunder grumbling and blasts of rain borne on the wind. He held the hearts of myself and Hekuni Cat in particular, and there will be a little bit missing now, with Vasco’s absence. Goodnight, Vasco Stormrat. You will be remembered.