We walked into the fruit stand and I know a good melon when I thump one. The green eyed one in the middle had a much nicer purr than any of the others. I had my seven bucks out and was ready to buy. My wife quickly said the cat is not for sale. Oh well, I can pet him next time I’m there….†…monos en theos…..jim
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This is too funny. Petting will cost you more than $7 bucks. Pax
Haha! Me, too!