On August 16 we lost our beloved Munchie cat. I had him since he was a kitten. His mom, Raisin, was a stray, found living in my apartment's parking lot and sewer. I took her in and soon after she had a litter of kittens. All of the kittens found new homes and Munchie almost left too, but at the last minute I couldn't let him go. So he stayed and we enjoyed 18+ years with him.
Age had taken its toll on him in the last year, but he remained spry, able to jump to the kitchen counters, much to our dismay. We think he may have gotten a tad senile too, but he seemed about the happiest cat around. Lately we had been calling him "vulture kitty." If you left any food unattended for more than 4 seconds, it would likely be claimed by Munchie! Check him out eating corn on the cob not too long ago!!