Tough day today. We had to put our cat of 9 years down. His name was Indy, but we usually just called him "Big Kitty" because he was such a big Maine Coon. My wife and I are very sad, but my girls, 9 and 10, are heart broken. Indy has just always been there for as long as they can remember...and now he's not. We'll miss you "Big Kitty"!
Bright lights, no problem...he'd just cover 'em up when he got sleepy.
He loved to talk to you!
He was often lookin' down on us from the rafters in the barn. We never did see how he got up there!