This was my cat when I was about 9 years old. He was such a sweet boy! I remember how patient he was with me and my siblings, even when we made him look silly. He also loved our dogs and I remember a day when he was taunting a neighbor cat. After the poor cat took chase, Chico led him through the yard, right past the dogs and up a phone pole. Needless to say, the other cat was not too happy about it. I’m pretty sure Chico and the dogs had planned it all out.

I mourned his passing for a very long time. I think it was the first big loss I had ever experienced. It’s funny, I always tell people that it never gets any easier. I guess this is the proof. I still have a special place in my heart for grey and white kitties.