Roscoe was a 75lb ball of energy.  He would drive you crazy one minute and make you laugh the next.  He had a great personality.  He wasn't sure if he was people or a cat.  I will never forget how gentle he was with our baby daughter.  He would bring her his kong and play tug with her, always making sure that he never got her fingers.  We used to get so angry with him because he would chew everything (blankets, pillows, clothes, toys) but we would gladly let him chew whatever he wanted if we could have him back.  We think about him every day and will love him forever.