Striped light and dark brown cat staring into camera

Carlyle and his little sister, Gracie, were born on February 5, 2005 in Roseburg, Oregon. After vowing never to get another animal that I might have to say goodbye to someday, I couldn't resist. They came home to Portland with me when they were six weeks old and remained my best buddies until I lost Gracie in 2020 at 15 and now Carlyle at 18 1/2. In his prime he was close to 18 pounds. He was not a lap cat by any means, but rather preferred to sit/lay next to you on the couch just within petting distance. He was my friend to the end and I'm going to miss him just as much as I miss his little sister.