Mabel is actually not my only baby. Before she was even a glimmer in anyone's eye, there was Walnut, out youngest kitty who showed up under our azalea bushes one day and never left. I found her and brought her inside and she just stuck to me like glue - everywhere I went, she was there. And then ... we had a(nother) baby. She has still not really recovered from Mabel making the scene, but little by little she's making her way back.
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