Sisco was the sweetest little thing – so calm and laid back. When he first arrived at our home, he would tense up whenever we picked him up. You could tell he wasn’t used to being held. But after a few weeks of love and attention, he relaxed and became our favourite little couch potato. Being blind in one eye didn’t slow this little senior citizen down. Sisco loved to walk, but he would not wear his coats and boots. If we put them on, he just stood there. It was the cutest thing!
We loved coming home to see his little tail wagging away. Then he would rub himself against you like a cat. He loved to lie on his back so you could rub his tummy. I think he was making up for all the years he didn’t have love and attention because he just couldn’t get enough. Even near the end of his life, when he was blind in both eyes, and his respiratory problem got really bad and we had to carry him up and down the stairs, he still enjoyed the little things: going for walks, eating up a storm, having his head rubbed. Not a day goes by that we don’t think of our little guy. I close my eyes and I can still see his sweet face. The 4 1/2 years he was with us may have been short, but we know they were happy years for him and for us, and we are left with a lifetime of wonderful memories.