Nate surprises his guardians!

Do you remember Clyde, the scrawny little gray and white fluff ball who came from that mess in Sedro-Woolley last year? 37 cats, feces everywhere, etc.? You might recall I fostered him, then adopted him and renamed him Wheeler. I'm attaching a picture of him with our sometimes-cranky alpha male, Nate - Laurel, Nate is the cat who I thought would NEVER accept another cat.

I believe you can see a bubble of drool on Nate's paw. Wheeler can make him just that happy.

Wheeler is the best. He is CHEERFUL, I swear. He walks around singing and chirping, and loves to get John, Nate and me to play with him.

Ang

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