Five years ago, my parents started having a frequent visitor of the feline persuasion. If you've been around this blog for a while, you might remember "Not my parents cat" or "Fuzzy" as Daniel sometimes called it.
Several weeks ago, I noticed that the farm beside my parents' house was vacant. I did a little spy work on Facebook and found out that they had moved several hours away. I sent the previous owner a private message and said that I had noticed their house was vacant and that we had inherited one of their cats. I asked her if the cat was male or female, up to date on vaccinations, and what its name is.
Drumroll please: It's a BOY named JERRY.
Mom would be tickled pink that Dad has a cat! She loved this little guy.
Jerry, you're stuck with us now!
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