My poor cat. It was my baby up until the time I had Connor. Now, I fear it is emotionally neglected. By the time I am ready to relax after the kids have gone to bed the last thing I want is something else demanding my attention and affection. I woke up the other day and found it asleep in the basket on my dresser. It looked so sweet and fluffly! It was a good reminder to what a great cat Stormy really is. Who wouldn't love this ball of fur?!
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We love Stormy too! We actually miss him (or her?) quite a bit. My kids still ask about Stormy. I wish we still lived next door so we could play with him.
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