He was on;y supposed to live a year. 13 years later, we lost him and discovered how strong of a presence he actually was. The only cat to steal a cheese stick right from my hand and eat it. You will be missed, good sir. Very much.
RIP, Barley.
What a sweet little boo. Sorry for your loss my friend.
I think I live by this unknown authors words:
“heaven will not ever Heaven be Unless my cats are there to welcome me.”
And for people like you I think are best described by the following:
“We can judge the heart of a man by his treatment of animals.” – Immanual Kant