That's what we called him. Patient, silent, loving, lap cat. Never caused any trouble, like to hunt and eat his kill, chipmunk, mouse, mostly. Always waited his turn, never a fighter but could hold his own if needed.
He gave us love and we gave him love. He made our life happier by being here. He healed many a hurt and soothed many a tear. Little people in fur coats my dearly departed mother-in-law called these wonderful Zen-like creatures.
I will take awhile to get use to this but his presence like Willma will always be with me. So today I will sleep with him, hold him, and love him before he is gone. Thank you for always being here for all of us.
I love you Baby.
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