Baxter. My fat boy, plastic boy, handsome boy. He loved to lick plastic all the time, no matter what it was.
He also loved to eat. His favorite thing to do was play with a string that had 4 or 5 wool balls attached to it.
Baxter and his deceased sister, Brianna, were the best cats in the world... so friendly, loving, and cuddly.
I would rub his belly and his big paws would stretch out and open and close, open and close, and he would purr so loud.
Baxter passed away today in my arms on to the Rainbow Bridge to find his sister Brianna.
Baxie... mommy will always love you and miss you... xoxoxo