Some of you newer readers might not know I had a Brother, but I did. His name was Ivan, and he was the best Brother and my best friend. Brother Ivan was a pretty big Maine Coon boy and was Dad’s lap cat. When I was adopted our “break in period” lasted all of about three seconds, we were instant pals. You see, Brother Ivan’s brother Moses had left for the Bridge and Ivan was very lonely.
Brother Ivan and I were rarely more than a few feet away from each other, we did everything together. Then, three days before Thanksgiving in 2009 Brother Ivan let out a scream in the middle of the night and he made a run for the Bridge. I miss him every single day, he taught me so much and I always try my best to live up to his expectations. Special he was, special he will always be. I love you Brother Ivan, and miss you so very much.
Brother Ivan taught me to always remember to adopt cats, we deserve it!!!!! More Forever Homes More Often! Purrrrr! Zip! Later!