Rufus

Rufus was my special boy. When he passed about a month ago at 16 it broke my heart. Rufus came to my back porch about 15 years ago on a cold, cold, night. I opened the door and ask him if he wanted to get warm and he came in. He hid for a couple weeks before he finally emerged. After that he was a perfect gentleman. It took us about 6 months to get used to each other, but it was a relationship that was born to be. Rufus loved to cuddle, kiss, head butt, hug, and purr. He had huge, hairy feet and big beautiful eyes. One of his ears was a little crooked because I had to have a hematoma fixed shortly after he came to live with me. Rufus was absolutely the sweetest cat and the only one who could get along with all of the others. I had spent many hours with him near me as I did my homework and will miss him always.