When I found Max at our local shelter, he had just been separated from his brother. Since he was already 1 1/2 years old, he was not as likely to be adopted as the younger kittens. The shelter told me that this was his last day. He was to be euthanized the next day. No way was I going to let that happen. What a beautiful cat! I took him home and we had 17 wonderful years together. He finally passed away in his sleep at home from a long bout with cancer. He was my pride and joy and not a day goes by that I don't miss him and thank my lucky stars that he was in my life as long as he was!
Long Beach, NY