Gomer Pyle was my cat for about six years before he shook off his earthly coils three years ago this month.
As you can see below, my little guy was missing his front left leg, compliments of a nasty tumor in his shoulder that required its amputation. It didn’t slow him down one little bit.
He was always ready for Caturday.
Rock on, Gomer Pyle. Wherever you are.