When we met Damien, you could hear him purring from the door – before we even laid a hand on him. That cat’s motor was legendary. He loved every human being he met, providing they weren’t a small child, though he eventually warmed up to children too. Guests would meet him and ask, “Have I met your cat before? I don’t remember him, but he seems to remember me!“
That was Damien. Never met a stranger, just a friend that obviously needed to touch him right now.
Damien during the Blizzard of December 2006.
The last thing he ever heard was “I love you,” and that’s the way it should be.