He was my best friend. He fought bravely and never complained. It was very hard to have to take him that day, but the look in his eyes told me he had enough and I wanted him to be at peace and pain free.
Now the happy stuff...What a spirited little guy he was. All whiskers and he grew and grew and grew. Even the vet was astounded at his size. He was 3-1/2 feet long and 22 pounds of solid muscle. His favorite treat..Olives! He literally grabbed one out of my hand when he was a kitten and would come running when he heard the jar open.
He loved Christmas and would open his own presents! As soon as the tree went up, he would lie under it and think he was hiding. He thought he was a dog and would growl when the doorbell rang. He stood his ground with big dogs often cornering them in the house to show who was boss. The dog usually whimpered!
He was a wonderful cuddler, not realizing his size and weight loved to lie on me and darn near suffocate me! He slept beside me every night, with his head on the pillow and length wise to me. Obviously he thought he was human too. He talked to me in his cat language and would repeat my meows and in the same pitch. He was smart and funny and loving and gave me all his love unconditionally.
I could go on and on obviously about my baby...but I better stop now as the tears are welling up as I talk. I swear I still hear him on the stairs(he sounded human because of his size) and I am sure I hear him purr....and man he was loud!!!
Well, that is my baby...the best that ever lived and I hope he is happy now and at peace but knows I will never forget him as longas I live!
