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With the coolish weather, Zorro has been insistent about sneaking in. He’s not our cat! He belongs to the neighbors on the left (who call him O.J. I forget what the O.J. stands for), but the neighbors on the right have seemingly adopted him and named him Violet.
Unconcerned about ownership, Zorro spends most of his days on our porch. Anyway, once inside the house, he found the softest chair immediately.
What a lucky cat, to have three sets of humans taking care of and entertaining him!
OJ, Zorro, Violet…If a cat can have nine lives, I ‘spose he/she can have at least three names.