Spent most of his life in Munich, Trevor the cat passed the last few years in the UK. He died aged 18. Everyone who came in to contact with him agreed that he had a fabulous temperament. Never bit, very cuddly, properly loving, and most of all, he enjoyed, no, he absolutely adored, being stroked, picked up, carried. And his big party piece: I could say "Trevor, give me a kiss" and he would always kiss my cheek. Unless there was another Trevor in the room - that could be embarrassing.
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