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This husband and I…
Haven’t slept well the last couple weeks…up every few hours…tossing…turning…listening…kinda like having a baby again… And perhaps one could say we do…a furry four legged feline…who rarely leaves the deck… Been our Best Friend for three years here in Texas…and now…there’s Trouble…right here in River City…with a capital T that rhymes with B that stands for Brat… Brat Cat…beautiful…bold…stunning white coat…and sweet…super sweet…if you are people…but not…if you…are a cat… Showed up not long ago…decided the turf…would be his…stalking…attacking…fighting those passive kitties…who have been here…for years… Relentless…sneaking on the deck…every night…every…single…night…going for Best Friend…who lays in wait…the wounds…deep…open…raw… And so it is…that husband of mine…sleeping with one eye open…hopping out of bed…every time…he hears a noise…cuz that noise…is almost always…Brat Cat… It’s exhausting…frustrating…sad…but as it is…in life…there is no place…for a bully…cat…or otherwise…be kind…be compassionate…show love… And this Best Friend of ours…agrees…
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