Nine years was not long enough. I never thought I would lose him this soon. It happened so fast. My last favorite memory was when I was in bed and I heard a strange meow that made me think something was wrong. I went down the hall and saw him with a toy mouse in his mouth. I was relieved and it made me giggle seeing him with his mouth full and talking. He did love to talk and we would have daily conversations. He loved playing at night just like when he was a kitty. I always found his toys in the morning indicating he was active during the night. He was the best cat ever, my sweet sweet boy. I miss my Angelface so much but he was in such bad shape when I last saw him. I had to let him go to save him from prolonged suffering. He is and always will be my Angel.