For many years, Tojo was my significant other and writing partner.    He ruled a very special place in my heart--and since he had to leave me in March of 2005, that place will never again be filled. 

Tojo lived to be 18 years old as near as I can guess. I never knew his birthday. He followed us home one August day in 1987...well, it was Fred he followed. He loved Fred. At the time I thought I couldn't keep him due to my two other cats, but several days later Fred found him again sunning himself on our back porch. Tojo stayed with me ever since.

Tojo was with me through everything, including the loss of both parents and my husband. He was my own personal dragon, protecting my house from other cats (he refused to share)and the occasional mouse. He was the smartest cat I ever had, and I swear we had conversations. (Animal people understand this).
 

In any case, he was one of those gifts one receives once in a lifetime, and I will always be deeply grateful that he chose me to share his life with.

Laurie