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I tamed and acquired a junk yard cat at the age of six, so you should be OK. It took some time for me to get his trust but from then on he was my cat. He tolerated other members of the family and beat the hell out of neighborhood dogs. I'd get up early on weekends and go outside in the mornings & lie down on the lawn. He could come and lie on my chest and look at me while I petted him.
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Marv Evans
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