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| Little Red is in love |
Felis catus.
The story was related to us over the weekend: someone stopped in front of our neighbor's house, opened the door, and tossed out a little black & white kitty. They had seen the cat that night, but not at all that next day. Well, fast-forward to Monday, when I received a report from The Spouse that the little kitty had appeared out from under the van, and Little Red was beside himself with joy, playing with said kitty. The Spouse had fed the kitty, so we know what that means: welcome, number three. We're keeping him as an outdoor/garage kitty, figuring that almost 40 pounds of feline in the house is more than enough with the two we have.
Plus, Simon hates interlopers.
Little Red has made the choice for us: he loves the little cat so very much--laughs, calls him "my best friend," and "sweet little kitty."
We are teaching him to be gentle with the little furball.
2 comments:
So how come he can learn to be gentle with the little black and white kitty but not gentle with Simon? Isn't that descrimination? M-I-L
Where is the other picture! Bring it back, bring it back! I like the open-mouthed laugh of LR!!!
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