This guy? The one with the beautiful blue collar that we've taken into our humble family.
The one who wandered in the wilderness for a couple of years, killing his own food and searching for shelter in the winter walking uphill barefoot both ways, before he finally came across our doorstep. The one who begs for attention and has claimed the ottoman in the family room as his own perch? The little stinker has now torn off five, count 'em FIVE, collars. He will not keep one on. I think it's his way of saying, "I love you, but you're not the boss of me." Just like a cat.
A golden glow - Some Autumns are just prettier than others This happened to be one of those years *Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all other seasons* ~ Ji...
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