Only mere weeks after my poor, beautiful pets were transported to "the farm," this mangy creature showed up. He is always at my doorstep, begging for food. Brent felt sorry for him and fed him...terrible mistake. Now he is an ever present fixture on my porch. I have named him Archimedes, after the philosopher. (pronounced ark-uh-mee-dees) He's a menace! He tries to run in the house, jump in the car and always cries for food. AND he riffles through my trash! I think I must be a cat magnet.
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Maybe you have our cat! She ran away!! If you see a pretty yellow cat let me know! Its ours!!
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