I don't. I figure the scraps from Christmas dinner will be present enough. Not that we would ever do that.
But I'm sitting here in front of the fire, laptop on my lap, of all places, and old Doublewide is purring away right beside me. I'm running my fingers through her thinning fur, and she's enjoying it.
So am I.
We're obviously enjoying one another's company.
Doublewide has been with us for approximately 8-11 years. We're not exactly sure.
You see, Doublewide arrived at a time when we had a deluge of stray cats congregating in our barn. We were new to Falling Downs, and a friend in town had a cat that just kept having kittens. Instead of advising her to research some possible methods of kitten prevention, we took 'em in.
Well, it's a farm in the country... the coyotes took it from there.
Doublewide well knows what it means to be a survivor.
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