In December I lost my cat of 10 years, Crystal, to hyperthyroidism and kidney failure. This is when my friend Susan chose to pounce, by giving me my 12 pound lover boy, Moose. His 'real' name is Oreo, but when he emerged from the carrier she'd brought him in it was like a moose emerging from a cave. He is... BIG- not fat, just big; big head, big body, big feet. He also drinks from a running faucet- which is annoying if I'm trying to brush my teeth in the morning!
As one door closes another opens
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