Boris was one of the dearest friends and closest family members I have ever known. He was kind, warm, friendly, empathetic, playful, serene and a whole host of attributes that many people rarely associate with cats. He was so beloved at the animal hospital that after a few visits they began to provide him with free treatment whenever possible. He loved to have his belly rubbed. He was the cat that could convert the dog-lovers. As my friend Sean stated, "Until I met Boris I hated cats. But he wasn't a cat. He was Boris."
Boris helped me through my worst moments and was there at my very best. He was there when I met some of the most important people in my life. He was not my pet. He was one of my most treasured friends and I miss him terribly. I can only hope that he is no longer in pain and is now resting comfortably, surrounded by a never-ending assortment of food and catnip.
