I was lucky that my Dad made mine for me! Years ago, when Tabby (now 17) was just about a year old, I had to go away for work and asked Mom and Dad to come over and feed her and take care of her. Of course, their not being "cat people", they very reluctantly agreed. Well, I came home and Tabby had a new scratching post, several new toys, and Grandma and Grandpa began coming over at least once a week to play with her! That is, until I moved to another city (from Lafayette, Indiana to Ft. Wayne, Indiana) and they moved from Lafayette to Florida! But they always ask about her, and now my Sasha. They became "cat people" after seeing how adorable they truly are!
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