What would we do without our babys.Missy is now gone. She passed away last summer of a liver diease,& she was only 4. She would sleep on top of my pillow & put her paws in my eye socket & hold on,like your going no-where. Lord I miss her so,but now I've got sweet Molly. She was a stray & straving,my son found her. She's got the most grateful personilty I've ever seen in a cat. Their all my babies