He was the feline fiery orange Jupiter moon, Io, as was his namesake.

He was a cosmic boy, gentle, chatty, a purring machine. He drooled, but only when he was snoozing. He smelled like wilderness, liked to snuggle & was my forever boy for 18+ years. No doubt, he was better for me than I could ever have been for him.

The squamous cell carcinoma had spread to his neck & back into his mouth.

The house & planet are feeling empty without sweet Io.