Bad Cat (Grady calls him Bad Kitty) came to visit this morning and I tried and tried to take his photograph but he did not want to pose properly. He is such a good stray cat and he ate some turkey, walked all over our side yard, then came inside for a visit and an ear rub. He stayed for about five minutes and then he headed for the door and politely took his leave. He wanders all around the neighborhood and I think all of us love him. When Bruce died, he jumped into our truck when we were coming home, climbed onto each of our laps, put his front paws on our shoulders, looked us in the eyes, and then gave us a hug. I have never experienced anything like this in my life. He is very intuitive and sweet and loves the hedge on our side yard, along with the dirt and grass there.
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