Boots is our newly adopted kitty. He showed up a few weeks ago and decided that our house suitable for his needs. He's a very sweet cat who loves attention- but not the dog. We've set up a space for him in the cubby on our deck just outside our bedroom. He has a box- complete with towels and new bowls that are just for him. Did I mention how sweet he is? I tried getting a picture- this was the best I can do because if you go outside, he immediately comes over to say hello. For the most part, it's a peaceful life that Boots leads...but last night- or this morning rather, about 4 am, we awoke to cat growls and banging. I think one of the barn cats decided that Boots had plenty of chow to share and a disagreement ensued. Boots was no where to be found, his box empty and disheveled. When I found him, he was hiding under the grill (in the rain). Poor Boots- he's a lover not a fighter.
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