(born before me, d. c. 1970) Red tabby DLH.
My nanny and playmate. He liked to play hide-and-seek with my brother, and was extremely patient with me. Mom says that when I was a baby and cried, if she didn't respond quickly enough Junior would insist that she check on me. She also says I'd take him for rides in my wagon, something which he did not enjoy, but tolerated. He also liked to drape over people's shoulders (like a stole) and sleep on top of the TV (and fall off in his sleep).
If Junior hadn't been so wonderful, I probably wouldn't be the cat fanatic I now am. According to my baby book, my first three words were "mama," "dada," and "kitty." Considering that mama was recording this information, I wouldn't be surprised if there was some bias in the order in which they were written down.