Forest was adopted at 4 months of age and shared his life with me for 15 wonderful years. He was a good boy and had a sweet disposition. Forest enjoyed watching birds and squirrels in the backyard, playing with his toys (so many toys!), and cat napping. He was always napping somewhere on the cat tower, on his blanket, on a bed, or in a sunny spot. He loved curling up next to me at night and would let me know if I stayed up past our bedtime! Forest would purr happily when I held him in my arms and rocked him like a baby or put him over my shoulder and patted his back. Forests meow was sometimes comical and remained kitten-like, high and squeaky, even as he aged. One of his many nicknames was Squeakers.Forest was loved. He will be remembered and missed. XOXO