i know nothing about him except he was in a high kill shelter in saskatchewan...just this silent, frail, smoke black, one eyed, ancient, little cat with frost bitten ears who stares at me so intently while balancing on my shoulder. i don't know what his life was, i don't know how he ended up in the shelter. all i know is that when my cat pause died, i needed to give his home to someone else.
and hook accepted me as his home the very first moment that we met.
i will never forget opening the door of his crate at the airport and saying our very first hello. i said the words, he gave a squeak and it was true love at first sight.
ok so he wasn't around 8 yrs old, he was more like at least twice that age, but he was everything perfect i could ever have hoped for even tho i didn't know what that was.
i don't know why more people don't adopt the seniors...it is such a two way gift. i got this most incredible creature and he got me (which he seems happy about too.)
anyway, we were just watching "my big fat greek wedding" and it was great because hook made it wonderful and i just wanted to say that..