by Mike Cope Arrived whiskers first chewing this and that among blown leaves on a winter day at a time of our need. Someone we couldn’t find had abandoned him. We took him in. ++++++++* Small damp pink rubbery…
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by Mike Cope Arrived whiskers first chewing this and that among blown leaves on a winter day at a time of our need. Someone we couldn’t find had abandoned him. We took him in. ++++++++* Small damp pink rubbery…