Phred, I'm so sorry to hear about Boots' crossing the bridge. Your tribute has me typing through the tears. Boots was a gorgeous cat, classy like all tuxies are in their own way. He knew you were there with him... know that. Even if you couldn't tell, he knew.

Boots, hon, you go find my tuxie boy Bear, he crossed the bridge almost one year ago. He's a handsome guy like you, and so friendly.

Phred, I was just asked by my neighbors about 30 minutes ago what the name of the stray tuxie on my porch was named, and I hadn't named him yet. He's a sweet boy, who needs some TLC and a good home, and to learn to trust humans again... if it's ok with you, I think I'll name him Boots. I was just trying to think of an appropriate name tonight, and I think being named in honor of your Boots means he'll have an angel looking out for him in this crazy world, and hopefuly keep him safe till I can get him to trust me more and find him a safe forever home.

Play hard at the bridge Boots, and keep an eye on your dad. He's having a tough time right now missing you and Bowser.

{{HUGS}} Phred... my thoughts are with you.