Billy only came into my life a couple of years ago.  He was my boyfriends brother's cat and I really grew to love him when I moved in this past year.  He had the sweetest personality you would ever see in a cat.  He was terribly stubborn in his old age though.  He would grasp at everything he could if you tried to move him from his comfy spot.  He was a sneezy cat, probably from the abuse he endured before my boyfriends family got him.  But he was truly loved here.  He loved canned food so much that he would muster up everything he could in order to make a soft cry for you to open the can.  He was sweet and kind and gentle and yet, the true King of this house.  He will be sadly missed.