Caturday

Featuring my Brazilian furry baby, Nene'. She was tossed over the wall into my yard by a mean person when she was tiny and very scared. Or maybe someone who couldn't keep her and knew she'd find a happy home here. She has turned into a beautiful young lady cat. She is an excellent huntress, and doesn't permit creepy critters into the house, an added bonus.

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