Living his best life. He was a rescue. Adopted and returned twice

Living his best life.
He was a rescue. Adopted and returned twice before I found him and his next stop was a kill shelter. Older cats dont usually make it out of places like that…his life before was hard. A farm cat with several dogs that enjoyed playing with him. With their teeth. His voice still bears witness to that life before, weak and raspy. Not sure how old he is, at least five maybe eight years old. The farm wasnt his first home so the person I got him from had no idea but he’d been there for three years or so and she was begging not to take him to a shelter, her kids and the dogs were just too much for him. I had no choice. Hes my constant companion. Some say a cat cant show love, cant show loyalty or appreciation…but that’s not true.