Harley was my cat, and partner. He was a stray, found by a friend of mine. I adopted him when he was only 3 months old. He was only 3 1/2 pounds at that time. When he was young he would curl up on my ear and start purring whenever I laid down. It sounded like someone was driving a motor cycle in front of my window. Hence, I named him Harley. Harley passed away in 1999 due to liver cancer. He was like a son to me, and I will always miss him. I will alway love Harley and he will have a special place in my heart.