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| Making an Appearance |
After Thelma, Louise and Itty Bit died last year, I was absolutely sure I was done with the cat thing. Thank God for friends who minimized the snickering while maximizing support for this temporary delusion.
Several events helped bring me to my senses, primarily the realization there's no way I could ever write another book without a cat to shove everything off my desk and leave nose prints on computer screens during the process.
So we adopted a cat from BARCS, a local shelter that takes in many thousands of lost and abandoned animals each year. Mozart is about 16 months old. His short dense coat, which looks and feels like velvet, doesn't seem to shed...that much. He's a wonderful combination of affectionate and mischievous.
Can't say, "Let the fun begin" because it already has. And it's a darn good thing that I, too, am a nocturnal animal.
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| Mozart |
