When our 18-year-old cat died we had no cats and needed a new fur baby. So, I convinced my mom to convince my dad to let us get a kitty. And he said.... Yes! So when we got back from our vacation we went to Wood's and found the one (if you know, you know). When we were in the car coming back from the shelter it only took her a total of 2 minutes to break out of her cardboard carrier and she sat on my lap the whole way home. She has been our sweet spicy fuzz face ever since.
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