It's weird how they just know. It's kinda creepy. God knew that I'd need a companion in my life right now, so He sent me "mouse", this random little grey tabby cat with a penchant for leaving dead baby mice as presents. (actually, I've been told they're moles, but "mole" is a crappy name for a cat). She just found me one day, and since then she hasn't left my front porch. She waits for me to come home each day, just like a puppy. It's downright adorable. So, here's to Mouse. The real queen of my house. :)
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