Molesh is my second cat. My grandma found him on the streets and took him home. She kept him for almost a year and i came to visit him. Finally, she decided to give him to us. At first, he and Esme stood on opposite sides of the room and hissed at eachother, no doubt, driving cat insults at eachother. Finally, they made friends and eventually, fell in love. We had Molesh for a couple of years and i SWEAR that Molesh acted EXACTLY like Garfield. He even looked like him! Seriously! Anyways, i started noticing that Molesh went outside a lot, and every time he went outside, he took longer and longer to get back. Once, he left for a month. But he came back. Finally, he was gone for so long... that i finally realized... he was gone forever.
(P.S. I never got pictures of him. All i have to remember him by is a greenish blueish food bowl that he used to eat out of.)
