Sad news
My good friend with the kitty powers called me after work to tell me she had to put her 21 year old cat, Doogie, to sleep. He broke his hip jumping down from something and was already too weak (he'd been losing weight for about a month before this) to survive any kind of surgery to repair it. She stayed with him (and her mom stayed with her) while he was put to sleep.
Doogie was a big grayish tabby like my Max. He loved to sit on people - in their lap, on their chest, on their neck - and was just the biggest ball of love. Watching movies with him around was kind of difficult, though, since someone invariably mostly saw a big kitty face while he sat on their chest or neck, purring merrily. He liked donut holes, though he didn't get them much (except when he stole them), since sweets aren't good for kitties.
She found him in a Circle K when she was a teenager. I met him when I met her, years ago. Doogie was a wonderful kitty and I miss him. No life is ever long enough, no matter how long, happy, and full. :(