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“What greater gift than the love of a cat.” Charles Dickens
Have you ever heard a tale so improbable it couldn’t possibly be true? A stretcher, as Huckleberry Finn would say. I have several such tales about our tomcat Boudreaux, but all bona fide. Let me, appropriately, begin at the beginning.
He came to us with his brother, two homeless kittens my sister rescued. We named them Thibodeaux (a gray tabby) and Boudreaux (a white cat with gray tabby markings) after my husband’s favorite Cajun jokes. Boudreaux grew up to ...![endif]-->!--[if>![endif]-->!--[if>![endif]-->!--[if>