Planet Wilder

Ours does. We have this outside cat, who sometimes comes in, that we are feeding and taking care of (we even neutered him, tick medicate him with the good stuff, and gave him his shots… or the vet did). He’s really sweet, tolerates the dogs super well, but he’s no lap cat. He’s actually a male version of a bitch (does this make him an asshole?) and plain refuse to be held or cuddled on demand. Drew can hold him for a few seconds but not me. I have a tattoo on my chest… “remember my claw, Simba Boy.”
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