My big handsome Sunny was born twenty years ago on August 5th, sometime between 10 and 11 in the morning. I was there and held each kitten in my hands shortly after Lua had cleaned them up. Later when I was trying to decide which kitten to keep for myself (there was a queue of people waiting to take the others) Sunny made the decision for me by being the only kitten to wait by the door when I came home. So doggy. And he stayed very doggy all his life.
These days I have a splendid and equally huge orange boy who is so similar that I often end up calling him Sunny.
But Sunny will always be my big cuddly bear cat, so solid, so constant. He died in my arms sometime between 10 and 11 in the morning on November 18th 2009. I still miss the sunshine of my life.