Sad, I hate losing animals and it’s getting harder, I have a habit of finding cats that live a long time, when they die it’s crushing. My Bengal is an old man, his name is Prince. He’s an amazing cat, he plays fetch. I lost him for a month when we first moved here, got out while we were moving furniture. I called vets, searched the neighborhood, did flyers, called all the pounds and animal rescue, registered online. Then I joined a neighborhood blog and found him. He had found a friendly human, they took him in and took him to the vet, the vet thought he was 7 years old, he was born in 1999. I will never know how he survived, he’s stone deaf, and was 3 miles from our house and crossed a major road, but I am so happy to have him home. He has no interest in trying to get outside, anymore.