Today is Napoleon's third anniversary. It still seems like yesterday that he was taken from us far too soon and so cruelly. I am looking at his picture as I type this, not that I need it to think of him frequently. I love all my cats but none has ever replaced him in my affections. RIP my sweet boy.
















Napoleon and Wellington hold a special place in my heart, and have since I saw that first picture you had of them, bedraggled and dirty, huddled on your doorstep. 