His brother passed a little over 2 years ago, almost to the day. I loved them both so much, the pain is undescribable. He was 17, and his kidneys were failing. I will miss my blinky kitty face, my fuzzy alarm clock, ate fuzzy lite guy who used to knead my pillow for me before I went to sleep. The only consolation is that they are together now, over the rainbow bridge. Someday I will see my boys again...