Dad’s cat has a new place to sleep.
Snowball has a companion?
This is Snowball’s friend that lives with my parents. He was adopted at the Tamarack Craftsman Gallery of Omena, Michigan about twenty years ago.
(Today’s irony: he’s made of dog hair.)
No shedding either. And no need for a dish with catfood that gets underfoot and makes a smelly mess. Or best of all, no cat box.
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