How the Boo came to choose us.
Four years ago, a skinny, little black scaredy cat showed up like a shadow on our patio.
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He didn't stay long that day, just flitted by, and left.
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But he came back to visit, and each time he stayed a bit longer.
He decided to spend the days on our deck, sleeping on my potting bench.
He had moved into our home, and our hearts.
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He had moved into our home, and our hearts.
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Eventually he decided to stay with us full time and adopt us.
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We love him dearly.
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Yes, he likes to wake us up at 2 am, he hears the seagulls crying.
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Yes, my furniture is a little worse for wear, due to his claws.
Yes, he only eats the very best, expensive cat food, but we love him.
But I still think that we have a better life
now that he is in it.
Jen @ Muddy Boot Dreams
