Moblin is my kitty. I don’t expect anyone to understand our bond, but I’m going to tell the story anyway. We already had three cats in our home when I had gone on a trip to visit my daughter. Her semi-feral cat had kittens about four months earlier. The tiny black kitten sitting in the chair was about a third of the size of his siblings. At first I thought he was from a different litter…he was that small.
While visiting, he spent all of the time (about two hours) curled in my lap. I Facetimed my husband (because a picture is worth 1000 words) to ask if I could bring the kitten home. Of course he said, no. I was heartbroken, but I expected that. We already had a houseful of cats. So I took my daughter to dinner. While eating, I got a call from my husband telling…
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