My sister and brother-in-law found Bissel, who was a stray, on Rosh Hashanah, in 1994. He was only five or six weeks old, could barely meow, weighed only a pound and a half and needed a grooming. The very first night we took him in he slept on top of my head, and had been mine ever since. He had ear mites as a kitten and his body shook. He had a wobbly walk (my mother said he walked like a drunken sailor) and always complained every time I took him to the groomer or vet. When he was a younger cat, he was energetic. He was always fun, funny, loving and lovable. He was the type of cat that touched your heart. He could never jump as well as other cats, but that never stopped him from trying. Actually, I always admired how he was a fighter, who never got discouraged, kept trying and never gave up. He was a twelve pound house cat, who saw himself as the Lion King. He came with me from New York to Los Angeles and stuck with me through all the hard times and struggles. He will always have a warm and special place in my heart and soul and even though it hurts so much to have lost him, on Shabbos Chanukah, 12/4/10, I feel truly honored and blessed to have been his "mother." If I had a human child, my wish for that child would have been to have one animal in that child's life that touches the child's heart and soul the way Bissel touched mine. Rest in peace my beloved "tiger", Bissel.

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