Cat

The old cat.
It was sort of a joint "shared custody" thing between a friend and I. This cat started showing up around my place, and after a while, I started feeding it (no, not people food or anything, actual proper cat food) because it was getting really uber-skinny, and then finally my friend and I decided to try and officially take it in. She had two cats already, and Tigger did not like it so much when they got the other little guy- took a very very long time for him to adapt, so she couldn't take him in, and I had a dog. So this little guy took a place in a nice place in my Garage for a bit. There was a nice box and blankets and even a pillow as a bed, and then he was free to roam, obviously. But this way he could stay warm when it started getting cold out. In the summer we left the garage open a bit so he could even stay and go as he pleased (oh the good old days when the neighborhoods were that safe). Then after a few months, we found the little guy a home.
Not all cats are evil incarnate.
Just many....
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