Toffee is a lovely (if you can use that term for a male) seal point birman. Everyone immediately likes him. He’s getting on in years, just over 17 now, but is still quite agile and manages to jump to countertops and window ledges without much problem.

The lady who owned him had to make a choice. Her new man, or her cat. (Please .. I know what all women readers are thinking). Toffee had been her companion during a bitter divorce, so he meant a lot to her. But there was a new man. He was very nice and he did try very hard. For six months he tried to get along with the cat. But he never had animals when he was a boy and just didn’t know how to behave around them. He took it quite personally when Toffee would get up and leave the room any time he entered it. And, the man just couldn’t cope with the demands of having a pet

But, what finally brought things to a head … ‘it’s either me or that cat’, was this: Whenever the man took a bath, Toffee would sit on the tub and stare at him. 

Toffees owner didn’t elaborate further, so you will have to use your imagination. ( And ladies, I know what you’re thinking, too.)  But in the end, Toffee came to live with the vet.

Well he’s now 17, and his kidneys have been failing for several years. These days, that’s not the problem it used to be when kidney problems were a death sentence. Today, medications keep everything under control and Toffee has a very good chance of getting to the big Two-Oh – 20 years old. Whatever they put in those pills, Toffee loves them. He prefers them to his regular bedtime treats!