Freshly feathered Bob


OrangeBob was the product of two stray cats in my area. I fed his Mother thru the Winter and made sure she had water when it she had no source as it was below zero. I put a box with a blanket on my back porch for her. His mother would never let me get close to her until she had the kittens. He was the only Orange one of the litter. I knew he was mine as soon as I saw him. He si the most friendly and lovable cat I have ever own. Every night when I go to bed he waits until I am comfortable adn then lays on my chest.

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