I don't remember when Diane decided that George was "my" cat. Shoot, I'm not even sure how old he is. Twelve or thirteen, I imagine. But even when he was at Diane's, and I only saw him a few times a year, we had a real good connection going, or as much as you can have with a cat. He's always been big. He's probably about twice as big as Chip, but he's her opposite personality-wise. Whereas Chip is skittish and hyper, George is laid-back and super-personable. As long as you pet him, and maybe scratch his belly on occasion, he'll love you forever. It's funny when he decides to be active--15 pounds of cat tearing around the house is always good fun.
Dave
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