Brook has a new best friend. Her and Milo seem to have hit it off, (sort of). As long as Brook doesn't get a firm hold of him they have a good time together. I have to "de-hair" her every time, but it's fun to see Brook smile and laugh at him. Finally Milo is getting his much deserved attention.
He is such a hair machine, especially in the spring. Yuck.
Yesterday a very nice older gentleman came to my front door carrying Milo. (covered in hair I might add) He explained that he had found Milo in his garden, and that the town of Boissevain has a bi-law about stray cats. He also informed me that he has cat traps in his yard for any cat that would mess with his wife's garden. Oops. No more free range Milo.
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