The oldest kitty I know of was named Grandpa by his loving surrogate human parents. He developed an affinity for coffee, eggs, and bacon along the way. He was 34 when he passed on. It was wonderful during the TV show my wife and I watched when all the kitties in his clan walked up and payed homage during the service. He had a 28 year old somehow related offspring that had begun taking up all his dietary quirks.Originally Posted by slater
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