Pantoufle came into my life as an 8-week old kitten with bat ears. He moved across the country with me twice, and he made each new place a home. He was a spirit of uncommon depth and extraordinary whimsy and he charmed everyone he ever met. He loved lumping himself under covers, sunning himself on a pillow in the window, and jumping on crinkly bags. He was a mighty hunter of mouse cursors and laser dots. He was very loved and is very missed. I am honored to have known him for his 14 years in this world.