I do love him so.
When I bought my home the previous owner was moving out of town and asked me if I wanted him.
We hit it off right away. Instant pals.
That was December '99.
Where does the time go?
I just realized the he's at least 13.
He's semi feral. Now that he's older he comes inside more often at night and sleeps with me.
Even though he's an old guy he'll still swat and bite at my feet through the covers.
When I'm in my shop and not using power tools he hops onto my work bench and hangs out.
Oh Lord! I sound like a father gushing over his son!