Griffin and Rhino, otherwise known as The Bubbas, are two of the weirdest cats I’ve ever known. More interested in a plastic bag or wagging tail, the two are michevious. Quiet and clever, many of their evildoings get blamed on the sweet Ladies of the house. What I love most is their cuddly nature. Most every morning I wake with one laying still on my chest and the other curled over my shoulder – both staring silently until they hear the alarm or feel me stir. They are the first to greet any new friend at the door.
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