Tuesday, June 7, 2016


I heard a faint, but obvious mew. I tried not to hear it. What else was I to do? I followed the tiny cry and across the road. Where beneath the weeds and brush, popped out a tiny black and white face. He was not a bit afraid. A flea bag if you will. I brought him home and they have been inseparable since.
Meet Reese!


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