named after the slightly suspicious Ruggles Orange Line Train Station in Boston, Ruggles lived up to this name (also he was orange) like a true orange cat with too much of a sense of adventure, he once spent 7 weeks living in woods in New England... during the early winter... which left him a permanent wheezy chest at age 2 but he was determined to live beyond this for future escapes and adventures, landing him in a high rise condo where he could only venture to elevator, and balcony… 😅 which he deeply enjoyed sitting on almost everyday despite my protests to my parents about letting the dang escape artist cat on the balcony!! in his older years though, he was happy to just sit there in the Florida sun often with my dad, or snuggle with my mom while she was reading Ruggles just had a soul, we joked it came from a spiritual awakening on his first great adventure outside he was the big fluffy cat that made me love big fluffy cats with my whole heart ❤️ when he was missing, ...