He was a good and faithful friend. The vet estimated that he was four years old when he moved in with us in 1998. He caught many rats and did an excellent job of protecting the "home territory".
The girls (our female cats) seemed to accept him and tolerate his sometimes rude behavior. Boys will be boys.
He will be missed. Dr. Green once said, "Look at that cat, he's wearing a tuxedo." In his prime he was 15 pounds of tough cat, afraid of no other animal and wary of all humans. We where lucky to have him around for as long as we did.