Scruffy was a small cat and ill when he came to live with me. We did not know that he was sick at the time but he valiantly fought to get well just like the little train in the childrens story that said I think I can I think I can. He loved to be held and purred a gruff growly purr. Unfortunately due to his small size and illness when it hit 28 one night it got him and he went to the Rainbow Bridge.