Well, hello, Sabrina. My tomcat, Saint, could have been your twin brother. Solid black, including the pads of his feet. He would wait until I went to bed, jump up next to my head, wait for me to lift my covers and make his way down behind my knees and curl up for the night. You are such a cutie. 🐱

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Thank you very much. It Sabrina does the same thing. She’s nothing but a love bug.