Believe me when I say I loved him more then anything or anyone in the world. To meet him was to meet the most special, loving, talkative and truly adoring little being. He loved me more then anyone else, and he always fled into my arms when he was scared. I was his safe harbor in any storm. He was strange looking, but commanded attention in  any room he was in. Seeing him was like having spotted an extinct animal you have never and will never see again. He touched everyone who met him...even the most steadfastly anti-pet people fell in love with him. He was playful and gentle, he loved to curl up right on my chest, or in the crook of my arms, or even try to steal the heat from my head during the night. He was the ultimate lap-cat. When I was living alone before I met my partner he was my only companion while I struggled though various challenges in my life. I remember the first time I ever saw him, when my mom had rescued him (after he had been in cat shows and abused), and I thought he was too weird looking and my mom told me to give it time. Little did I know that I had met the love of my life. My child, my best friend and the only reason that orange rocks. I will never truly love or be loved that deeply again, and that's what makes what we had special and indestructible...even through his death. I am glad he is not in pain anymore, and though it was the hardest choice I ever had to make I knew it was the right thing to do. I just wish more then anything in this whole world that we would have had more time together, even though I know we lived a rich life you and I.







-Kat ,the adopted mother of Titus