Thursday, December 31, 2009
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One day a little tabby and white cat wormed his way into our lives and nothing was ever the same.
Namerovsky
On my 30th birthday, I went to the local animal shelter. I wanted to bring home a graceful, beautiful girl cat. Instead, I came home with a clumsy, funny, tabby and white boy cat. Little did I know how my life was about to change...
About Namerovsky's arrival, name, and people
About Namerovsky's arrival, name, and people
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2 comments:
i see you, Namer!
Could be worse...he could be doing what many cats do and refusing to sit anywhere but in a clean pot. :-)
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