Arrival Story: This big old gray & white kitty kept hanging around our house the summer of '95. He slept in our patio chair and stared inside the kitchen window in the mornings. We asked around the neighborhood and posted his picture in the newspaper, but no one wanted to claim him. He was wearing a yellow collar with a bell on it, hence his name, "Jingles". When the fall came and the nights started getting colder, we made the decision to "adopt" Jingles (though I think he had already decided for himself that he was going to live with us!) We made a bed for him down in the basement until he could be checked out by the vet. He adjusted quite well to our only cat at the time Ginger. Jingles was a big old lug of a cat. He weighed over 20 lbs.We turned him into a house cat, with not much protest from him, though he did manage to escape from time to time. He was very affectionate, but not all that playful. He took ill in the spring of 2000 and was diagnosed with a tumor in his stomach. We pampered him and tried to keep him comfortable for the last weeks of his life. I took him outside on a leash and let him sit under the pine tree and walk around on the grass, which he loved. He had lost a considerable amount of weight and no longer looked like the same cat. We had to have him put to sleep in May of 2000.