The small kitten with the skinny bean pole tail would grow into a large heavy cat. I remember the day he broke the scratching post. He did it, by scratching on it. He had incredible strength for a cat. He also was a very placid cat. He lived the good life. His mate lived with him and he didn't have a worry in the world. I remember the look on his face when he saw PoGee with the first litter of kittens. How puzzled he was and how she made this little chirpping sound when she talked to him. How proud he was.