Last night I went out to look for a tool my dad had left in the carport, as soon as I stepped out the door something brushed up against my leg. I looked down to see the biggest gray and white tom cat that I have ever seen, even bigger than Licorice's boyfriend. Unlike Licorice, this big Bubba was used to being around people, the whole time I was outside looking for the tool he did figure eights around my ankles until I reached down gave him a good scratch behind the ears.
At first I thought that maybe he had come for food, but he completely ignored Licorice's freshly filled bowl.
I love cats, but I have no intention of becoming the crazy cat lady. Licorice is plenty of cat for me.
She's finally stopped looking like a starving ally cat and her coat is filling in nicely.
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