I keep calling him Mickey (our other cat's name). He is probably going to grow up so confused. He is so sweet and loving, but is a little too frisky for Maggie in the morning. She likes to snuggle and he likes to bite her feet under the covers. It makes our mornings a little stressful.
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If I remember correctly, she had the same problem with Mickey. In fact, I remember her saying that she didn't want a crazy cat. Maggie doesn't need kittens, she needs settled down old cats.
Maybe that's why she likes me!
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