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Byron, the pictures you posted of the tabby reminded me of a cat my FIL had 20 years ago.
Sailor came from the shelter, where he had been a fixture for a while. Neutered late, he was broad faced and solid. My FIL got him to keep the mice and rats in check in the barn, a job at which he proved his mastery. He also proved himself a master of the old guy's heart. He soon was following his person into the house and would accept treats from his hand. Sailor never forgot his duties but was truly a gentleman around people. He liked everyone but my FIL was his favorite. If the garden on the hill was being tended, Sailor was there for company. He would walk across the field and when it was time to come home, would jump up onto the tank of the four wheeler for a ride back.
He passed a few months after my FIL and I suspect they are still keeping each other company.
Best
Les
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Best
Les
My train of thought has been replaced by a bumper car.
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