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This large Tabby mutt was originally a little stray kitten. He was found by an older lady lurking about a wood pile, and she dubbed him 'The Stranger'. When my parents adopted him, the name stuck. Stranger was around to welcome me into the world, and was incredibly tolerant- no matter how much we pestered him, he never bit or scratched my brother or I.
Sadly, Stranger passed away years ago. I look forward to the day when I can adopt my own kitten, who may also greet my own children when I bring them home for the first time.
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