He was the best cat in the world. My son could
carry him around like this and he loved it. We
named him Pebbles 'cause we already had a Bam
Bam and we also got his sister Wilma. We had him
for about eleven years. He got sick one day and died.
He is buried in our yard with a stone on his grave.
He was a very loving cat. He was nice to all the other
cats we had and loved to play with new kittens. We've
never had another cat quite like him. Rest in peace,