Our dear Scooter came into our lives as a 7th birthday gift for my son. We got him from a local farm and, at first, my son wanted a tiny kitten, but Scooter kept following us around that farm….just wanting our attention. We chose him and he was my son’s best buddy since then. Scooter would always sit next to him, looking like a furry, gray gargoyle statue. He loved to be picked up and loved upon. He was mischievous and would go to ‘boop’ your nose with his own, only to quickly give you a love-nibble instead. He would run through the house, usually around 3-4AM, with his brother, Dipper. It’s so much quieter in the house now. We miss our dear little kitty, but know we will meet again someday.