And last but not least is our little miss Emily.
Found by the side of a busy industrial street at the tender age of 5 weeks, shortly after 9/11 - it was fate.
She is a constant joy and has the most personality of any cat I know - she talks all day long and is in constant motion, drools when content and eats like a horse.
I could go on and on, and I will - but some other time.
MUST GO TO BED
Thanks for indulging, and if you want pics, pics you shall have!
Lynn >^..^<
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