Almost eleven and a half years ago, The Brother and I adopted the two males out of a litter that were on Shootin’ Buddy’s back porch. The Brother named his long hair tan and white Dr. Watson. Because he was The Brother’s trusty companion. Watson was a very easy going cat, but clearly a single-person cat. I think it took months before Watson would let me pet him. This caused some frustration with The Wife who loves all cats and wants to show that.

The last six months have not been good for Watson. It finally caught up last weekend.

The family will miss Watson.