You found me at the Humane Society. Your meow was louder than any of the other cats. You were striking, a buff Tabby. You had a character of your own. You managed to use your nine lives a few times over, and came back from all of them. Except this one. I’m glad I was holding you when you passed away. You were the best cat that I have ever owned. Eighteen years of being a special pet means the world to me. You were the best purrer ever. I will never forget you Tiger. Rest in peace.