My buddy.

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I really didn't expect to be such a cat lover but Raoul has turned out to be a great friend. The little furry face you see in this picture is what I wake up to every morning, usually purring. He's pretty good about not getting all up in my business in the mornings but he does let it be known that it is feeding time. With the occasional shove off of the bed and a 'Dude, knock it off!' he mostly let's me go back to sleep until I'm ready to get up.

Cats. Jesus, who knew?

Go figure...

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Cats will creep up on ya (in a good way). Once upon a time I wasn't really a cat fan, but they are such good company on a daily basis... When I get my own pad wherever I'm gonna be for a while, one of my first moves will be to get a new furry friend.

He's a hottie.

Cats indeed. And buddy is such a great word to describe such a being; I alway refer to my cat as friend and not an animal. I find myself wondering what my cat is doing when I've been away from home for a while. I'm probably in a co-dependent relationship with him. The things you learn from a little creature. I truly believe thier lives are no less valuable than ours.

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