He is lovely. We had a white cat growing up and he was our constant companion. He used to love the ice and chased the pompoms on our toes as we skated on the little pond behind my folks' house. Loved mellons and pickles and popcorn and my dog. Survived a run in with an owl (and the owl must have taken the worst of it, judging from the feathers and blood) and as he neared 20 had to be put down because of brain cancer.

He seems to be the greatest of helpers! He just relaxes and enjoys the garden!

@Allison he is a beauty and I'm certain a great willing helper.