Ironhead was a stray cat. He lived in my neighborhood. I posted photos of him on the photo board some time ago. He was ugly but lovable.
We always fed him at my house and let him in when it was cold. He even has his own bed here.

The neighbor lady also took care of him. She fed him and gave him chicken broth and milk because he didn't have teeth.

The neighbor lady told me today that they had to take him to the vet because he was in a bad way. The vet said that he had feline leukemia and had to put him down. They estimated his age to be between 18-20 years old.

He wasn't always a stray. He was a house cat at one time. I don't know what his real name was, but we called him Ironhead because he was so tough. He was owned by an old lady who died about 10 years ago. When her family removed things from her home, they didn't realise that she had a cat, so he was left to fend for himself.

He found himself to our house and the neighbors and we took care of him. Goodbye Ironhead, you were a tough ol' boy.