Firstly, More-Cat is an odd name. When I was two years old, a black and white stray walked into our backyard. He was so sweet, so friendly. Our Bengal, Monkie, would just let him eat his food. His name became More-Cat, after I shouted out, “Look! More cat!”.
Secondly, although More-Cat was the sweetest of cats, he was also very slobbery and dribbled a lot. Whenever he wanted to sit or sleep on or next to you, a towel would have to be put under him to make sure nothing but the towel got wet. All he wanted was love and cuddles, and that is what he got.
Presumably old age (we never knew his age) and feline aids brought his life to an end in 2015. We loved you More-Cat!
