His dwarfism finally caught up to him just before his ninth birthday. We would like to thank our farrier, Taylor Josiassen, for her years of dedication in "glueing Mullgian's feet back on" as we called it. She constantly crafted supports for him that kept him happily romping around. She was there the day the decision was made to let him go, and we are at peace with it.
I was sad, when we decided that it was the day, sad that is was a cloudy day because Mulligan loved the sunshine. No sooner than I had that thought though, the clouds seemed to magically blow away and the entire afternoon was sunny and as warm as a March day could be. Mulligan went easily, surrounded by his family.
Run free, little buddy, you've earned it.