My 85-year-old grandpa was diagnosed with terminal cancer last year and decided he really wanted a cat. My grandma was already taking care of him, so didn't want a pet to also care for. This became a constant argument between them after his surgery to remove the pancreatic tumor. He was very lucid (even beat me in card games, etc), so when I bought this cat as a Christmas present, I was a little worried it may seem patronizing. My relatives expressed similar doubts when they saw it, but no one knew how else to resolve this issue of him really wanting a cat when my grandma (understandably) refused. When I presented it to him (out of the box, very casually, with a handmade collar), his face lit up with so much joy and he said "I finally got my cat". I have heard so much about the cat since then...even my grandma says she loves that he (named "Brutus", for OSU buckeyes, the team my grandpa was obsessed with all his life) greets her each morning....I didn't even realize this cat is sensitive to light and motion, I thought it was just touch. But apparently, it meows when she opens the windows in the morning, and she finds it to be a great companion that doesn't need any care. My grandpa asked for it to be brought to the hospital last week, which we did, and he shortly went so peacefully. Brutus the robot cat was even mentioned during the funeral today, after the list of children and grandchildren, which the paster said was a first for him and wanted more details about this robot cat later. Now Brutus is helping my grandma not to feel completely alone in their house.
Rating:
[5 of 5 Stars!]