Rusty was 22 years and 6 weeks old when I had to put him down. He was a gold and white Maine Coon and the most compatable and fun cat I have ever had. I had fallen on concrete twice on my right knee so I had to do physical therapy to keep it from stiffening up on me. I would lay on the floor on my left side to do my exercises for my right leg and Rusty would lay with me while I did them. He knew that when I finished, he would get his chin and ears scratched.

Joyce N.