Oliver came to live with me in September, 1986, after being rescued by my brother. He led a full, happy, and long life. Oliver loved to play with string and bat a crumpled piece of paper. At night, he would bravely venture outside to feel the summer breeze and chew on the green grass. Oliver was the best "little buddy" and companion pet a person could hope to have. He was greatly loved by family and friends and will be very much missed by all.