When she passed away, her evil husband took all four of her cats to the humane society for a certain death as they were all older kitties. My parents and I rescued them - we found homes for two, Mom kept one, and I took Calvin. I definitely got the best deal! He was eleven when he came to live with us. I sure wish I had been fortunate to have him when he was younger. I can only imagine how adorable he was as a kitten because he was the most handsome mancat ever with eyes that made me melt!
Calvin never met a bed he didn't like, and he had so many different ones throughout the house. He got his car bed on his 16th birthday from a good Catster pal. He loved his wheels!
I know he is busy at the bridge welcoming new angels, and keeping the gals laughing with his funny sense of humor. We'll never forget Calvin, and we miss him so much!