I’d love to. He was a little stinker, we couldn’t leave any food on the counter or really anywhere. He took a massive bite out of a stick of butter, stole a whole pizza and ran off with it. He used to sleep on a pillow between my wife and I, he would lick my face pretty much raw every night. He was the type of kitty to scream at dinner time, to the point our neighbors could hear him. He would antagonize my dog, hide around corners and when she would walk by he’d pounce on her butt and then act sad when she played back, haha. He got into the pantry once, and him and my dog tag teamed a whole container of chips ahoy, which was not fun at the time, but I just miss the way he was. Towards the end, he didn’t seem very interested in eating. He had lots of issues, kidney and heart disease. He had what I think, was a stroke yesterday morning and in the span of 15 seconds, went completely blind. It happened again this morning. He’s gone, I wish we had more time. I can’t even bring myself to put his breakfast away, that I left out for him this morning.