We have had the evil Kitty (as he came to be known) since he was 4 weeks old. We adopted him after he'd been brought in that morning found in a field all alone. It's strange to think that he won't be here after almost 12 years. He simply went missing a week ago, and while we continue to search for him, I don't want to keep high hopes of him being found. He was elderly, cantankerous, arthritic, and a little bit special (he had chronic urinary tract blockages, and got the surgery for it just about two years ago).
