This cat was more than just a cat. He was my best friend, somehow my husband and child. We slept next to each other, holding hands all this years. And every morning he woke me by rubbing his face against mine. How much I loved him! When I went to sleep feeling him next to me, I had the most beutiful feeling of peace in my soul. A feeling I've lost for ever. I found him abandoned when he was as big as my palm, unable to eat yet. And he became the most beautiful, tender and loving cat. My big, black panther as I called him. Always there for me when no one else was, helping me through very bad times. My only friend always ready to support me. And he did it so well! I miss him terribly. I long to hold him again. I hope he knew how important he was.