Boyfriend was a stray tom who fell in love with our now deceased elderly cat and decided he would like to live with us about 6-8 years ago. We had him trapped and de-sexed so he took off for six weeks but came back. He was a pleasant animal to have around and eventually I could brush him and he loved a pat and back scratch.
He had to be put down toward the end of July - the lovely vet who helped out figured he was somewhere between 16-18 years old.
Now, despite being able to grow flowers without the garden being dug up, not being bother by fleas and being about to go away for more than a night without organising a person to feed the cat, I miss the big old ginger.
Boyfriend 199-?--2012
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