He is a one woman cat. Born in a barn nearly 15 years ago, he did not prove partial to the world of humans--with one exception--our mum. He arrived when she was just 65 and he has stuck close by her side through her sixties, seventies and now, the start of her eighties.
He's been with her through the loss of my dad and through her stroke, four years ago. He knows her every move and she anticipates his every wish! He is so important to her.
The joy and richness that he adds to her life daily, cannot be measured. If cats earn wings like angels, his are waiting for him--but I hope he doesn't pick them up anytime soon--his mission is not yet accomplished.
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