Boots was the pet I never knew I needed. He was a companion, a confidant and protector. His life started as an abandoned stray kitten in 2002, and eventually moved into a warm house in 2005. In 2007, he entered my life and he’s been my roomie ever since. He was a diva, required filtered water, and loved his sour cream and onion chips, and chickpeas. He was a good boy. Cared for his girls and liked to beat up his adopted little brother. Our hearts are broken, but he isn’t hurting any more. Miss you and love you, little Buddy.
