Today is two years since Devon ran off to the bridge. He is still missed today, although we see a lot of him in Oliver!
This is a typical Devon photo...I'm cool, and I know it!
Every now and then, he would let his guard down and do something "cat like" *gasp* He did not think he was a cat, and this was so beneath him :)
Devon, you were a good baby, and you are missed every day. You loved to help make the canned food by licking the empty cans. You loved to lick the butter. I will say that I have enjoyed not cleaning your 'dancing' in the litter box :) I wonder how many more ways you would have found to "not" be on the island in the kitchen? I miss trying to guess why you have puffed your tail out and are running around the house like a mad man! I miss the ever-so-infrequent times that you would lay beside me on the couch, and put your paw on my leg. It made it all the more special because it was rare. I know you are enjoying life at the bridge and I can't wait to see you again one day!