Bio
Darrell at age 6, was given to my husband and I by a friend. Famously known for his “tiny paws” that had the ability to dig in when he “made biscuits.” He also acted more like a dog than other cat we’ve ever had. He would snuggle, play, follow you around, demand a seat on the lap and get mad if his hooman (mom) moved. He survived kidney disease for over 15 years, had a severe allergic reaction that led to him losing his hair on his head (yep he became the blad old man) and may other obstacles. He passed away at age 23.