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Meet our Mr. Richardson.

November 18, 2015

I live with two fury men. This is one of ’em.
We adopted him about two and a half years ago from a lady
who had found him in a container (again – how cruel can a human be?) as a baby.
This lady owns a beautiful restaurant in Jalon, where Mr. Richardson grew up.
And there is where we laid eyes on him. Baileys coloured beauty.
The lady overheard us joking about kidnapping the cat, she came up to us and asked;
“Could you?”
We brought him home the very same day and we are forever grateful.
He’s our little purpur ball.

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