We have a cat in our lives now. I don't know how to treat him right or to take care of him. He showed up about a year ago and hasn't left. In fact, his mother, recced for a couple of weeks before leaving him here with us in April. He was tiny. He's a full-grown cat now. Goes Mmamamamama. Mamamamama. Sleeps on the divan, where Cookie used to sleep. Tries to rub himself against our legs, which I find annoying. But he is also cute. Tiny, feeble. Cute. Cute.
Cat sometimes goes by Babu Bagh.
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