I think I would describe myself as a cat enthusiast. Certifiably. This little neighborhood cat may or may not have owners, but she sleeps in my flowerbeds and has become my latest worry with the dropping temperatures. Well, I should say, she now sleeps in a box on my porch. Frank won't let me bring her in; he thinks I'm a cat hoarder... but because he won't let me bring her in, he is very supportive of the food bowl that is also now on my porch. I know, it's ridiculous.
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| Bogey and Sam aren't sure about my fraternization. |
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| Meow. |
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