This is my younger cat, Garfield.  I named him after my favorite comic because he was a laid back, eating machine.  He would always act like a mischevious and put a big smile on his face.  He knew how to make raspberry sound, he learned it from my daughter who spoiled him.  Then once he passed the gas out, he would put a smile on his face just to amuse us.  He was a very silly cat but sadly, he passed away at a sudden young age at 1 year and 3 months old on August 16, 1999.  He was born in May 1998.
This is my first cat, Lucky.  He was a very funny and serious cat.  He understood what we all said to him.  Sadly, he passed away of Feline Infectious Anemia.  Usually, cats can survived that type but carry it for rest of their lives and be isolated from others.  He didn't survived since he's weak with kidneys and bladder problem due to urine blockage he had when he was 3 1/2 years old.  He passed over on September 29, 2000 at the age of 10 1/2 years old.  I really missed him a lot.  He loved my children and he acted like a watchful family member on both of my children and acted like a surrogate father to all cats we have including our beloved Garfield.
Lucky Moonstar Rodriguez when he was only 6 weeks old when this photo was taken.  He was bigger for his age.  Was bottle-fed until he was 2 months old. Funny, he was able to hold the nurser bottle since he was 6 weeks old with his paws.  I never seen a kitten that can hold a bottle of formula in its paws.