Yesterday we lost our oldest cat, Jiminy. He was 13 and one of the best cats, if not creatures, I have ever known.

Jiminy was the rarest of rare when it came to his personality. Always quick to give you attention when you needed it the most; Jiminy was fixture in our household with his easy swagger and dominating purr. Equally fatherly to both of our other cats he always welcomed new pets and people into the home with equal abandon, be it a family friend or the cable guy. The only thing he insisted on was that the fire in the fire place was well tended and that his spot at the hearth was open.

We miss you Boom-Boom.