I missed this earlier, but I'm so glad I had the chance to read it tonight. What a story!! I've always loved Fister because he reminds me so much of my childhood cat, Tigger, who lived to be 18 years old, long past the time when my sister and I, who begged to have him, were out of the house, finished with college and married. He is a remarkable boy, Randi and John, and he is a LUCKY boy to have found such good and patient folk to set up housekeeping with.