I always love that picture of Heidi...it makes me know I am talking to you. Nine, huh? My cat is 12 years old now. Boy time flies! I don't know what I'd do without him. He's like a dog believe it or not. We had a female dog who died at 16 years. She was the sweetest little thing. My, then husband, was heartbroken when she died and I was sort of numb. The cat I have now walked in our house and stayed ever since. He had been looking for his home walking up and down the street my neighbors told me. I think he was mistreated too because it took many years to earn his trust.