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January 29, 2012

This is one of my parents cats. A cast out mongrel from across the road, with bad teeth, he sat forlornly outside his previous owners house, unable to understand why they simply didn’t want him anymore. He is very sweet, even though he smells kinda funny and dribbles constantly, and eventually my parents other cat, Tom, another stray, deigned him to share the ridiculously warm faux fireplace in my parents living room. Nowadays he’s kinda relegated to furniture status, after another two cats, both strays, have also taken up residence. It’s pretty incredible to me; I always thought my Father ~hated~ cats.

Anyway, he’s called Mincer, for politically incorrect reasons. He walks funny.

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