My name is Martin. I am 83 years old. I thought I would spend the rest of my life in silence and solitude, but a 16-year-old cat changed everything. One day, I read on a website about an old cat named Theo. Its owner requested to relinquish it, but the shelter wouldn't allow them to do so because of its age. I decided to adopt him and keep him with me. When I spoke to the shelter staff, I told them to let me take him. They said he was about to lose hope, but I assured them I was coming for him. I took my car and, after a 4-hour drive, I arrived there. He was in a kennel lying on a cold floor with the door open. He looked at me and came over. When I picked him up, he started trembling, and after a few minutes, he was in my hands. There was some paperwork to complete. Then I took him to my car and laid him on a chair, and he slept the entire drive home. When I got home, I lifted him up, and he was still sleeping like a little angel. I then placed him on the couch and covered him with a blanket. As he woke up, I was watching TV, and he came to me and fell asleep again. It has been 3 months since he came into my life, and a lot has changed for me since then.