Found him on my kitchen floor, just two hours after waking up around 3pm today. He was still warm, but stiff. He looked like he just collapsed, with his arms, and legs to his sides. We're guessing he had a heart attack, since he's huge, and very overweight.

I've had him since 2004. He was no bigger than a mouse when I found him on my mom's front porch. He was abandoned by his mother, due to his left back leg being deformed. He was a runt, and his eyes were still closed. Me and mom bottlefed him and everything. My mom was the first person he ever saw. I was the 2nd. He turned out to be a huge, healthy cat.

He was always shy, but very friendly. My female cat knows, I think...I strongly feel this will affect her. Because they've been quite a pair all these years. And she's a couple years older than him. They had their fights now and then, but they always made up, and cuddled each other.

We're all still very tore up over it. He'll be greatly missed...=(