I got Thor from my boyfriend's dad as a kitten and Mason came from a farm...but here's the story of my mom's RB kitty, Mr. Kitty...when I was 17 I smoked (still do ) I was outside on the deck and felt somthing rub on me. It was Mr. Kitty. This was June, 1999. We kept on feeding him, but he lived outside (my dad actually built a heated shed for him! ). Well, it was Christmas Eve '99 and the whole family was at my mom and dad's for the holiday...poor Mr. Kitty...he was sitting on the front porch looking sadly in the house, he had ice and snow hanging off his long, orange fur. He looked so sad! My mom brought him inside, ignoring my dad's adament "NO"'s. He stayed until he went to the RB about 4 months ago...he was only 6 or 7, and we have no idea why he died. One minute he was purring, rubbing on my mom in bed...and hour later when my bro got home he was gone on the couch. No clue what happened to him or why it happened so fast!