Steve was the ultimate companion cat. He was really more like a dog than feline; he was cuddly, always sought human interaction. He was even tolerant of Erin and her sometimes forceful affection, because after all, it was cuddling in some form. His purr was loud and he wasn't afraid to use it.
While we buried Dixie in a forest so she could be wild and free, Steve will stay with us. He was always a home kitty. How I wish he would have come inside last night like he did every other night.
I know the stats for life spans of indoor vs. outdoor kitties. Especially living on a very, very busy road. But these little guys were so used to their freedom, keeping them inside made them absolutely miserable. If we ever get another cat, it will be solely an indoor cat.
We love you, Steve. We will miss you more than you can know.