Over the past few months I don't know what I would have done without Groucho. My Mom was very sick for quite some time, a week before Christmas her doctor moved her to the nursing home's hospice unit. It was terribly hard to see her declining every week. When I'd get back from seeing Mom, Groucho would jump up and snuggle, purr, and the look on his face said he knew things weren't going very well. Mom passed four weeks ago. Groucho was the ultimate velcro kitty never leaving my side and following me everywhere. He was a tremendous comfort and still gives me snuggles and kitty kisses. It's amazing how they pick up on things and know exactly what to do to ease our pain.

Sending lots of scritchies and lovies to your wonderful kitty