Robbie was 12 years old when I saw his picture on a Seattle Humane Society flyer. He'd been there almost a year. I went to see him and the staff couldn't believe I wanted to see Robbie. I took him home that day. He was scared to death and hid under the bed for a week before deciding I was trustworthy. After that we were best buddies. He was famous for his love of kitty treats and his fighting spirit - especially at the vet's office. He was the best cat and I will miss him forever.