So, I have found a lil cat that needs a home. He's declawed, so no worries about him and Ymir's, neutered, and about four years old.
Are we ready for this so soon?
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- Redhead Fae
- I'm a brazen hussy, living back in Kansas, where I had last lived before my military bratlife sent me back overseas to England and Germany. Despite having lived in a multitude of places, I like it here. Except for winter. But I can suffer it gladly because we get occasional warm and sunny days in the midst of it all.
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My parents went about six months after my childhood cat died before they got a new kitty. The first thing mom said when she called me to tell me that they had brought a new kitty home was, "I don't know why we waited so long!"
It won't replace Maybe in your hearts, but it will make you fell good to give it a good home and love it in Maybe's honor.
"feel" not "fell," damn I need some coffee this morning....
Kitties are like Jello – there's always room.
(Yay! My verification word below is 'uncheese'. What the Uncheese?)
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