A beloved kitty that lived up to his name. He touched the lives of many by sleeping on their chests, drooling on their denim or licking at their tears. There were also sneak attacks at midnight which often resulted in blood. He was loved by many, except for those that necessitated the blood comment. He was so badass that he flew across the country on his own. However, he’d like if there was no mention of the stuffed animal he carried around for 4 years. If he could talk, he’d have been a smart mouth. But his mama wouldn’t have had it any other way. Especially as he curled up on her lap in his special blankie.
– Wendy Donohue, Portland, OR