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Mowgli brought Mango home in the summer of 2002. I guess he's been a feral cat for quite some time; I tried to trap him, but he was too smart. Then in the summer of 2004, he came by and was very sick. I nursed him back to health, but before he could finish his meds, he took off. He came back a month later even sicker and this time I closed to the door to make certain he took all of his antibiotics. He's now allowed me to pet him, almost all the way down his back, he purrs, and has a healthy appetite. He and Mowgli have since broken up, but Mango is the King of the House, or so he thinks. Heck, he keeps the damn raccoons away! |
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