"Look Mama!" Charlotte exclaims, pointing at him, "He's got hair just like James!"
"Are you sure about that sweetie?"
"Sure I am! It's orange! And gorgeous!"
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This next one needs some context. My mother-in-law and her husband own several cats including a very sour puss by the name of Madeline. Madeline does not like most living creatures. She tolerates the ones that feed and pat her. Just. Consequently she has earned the name "scratchy kitty" from the grandchildren who visit.
Then there was Chin. Chin used to be Charles' cat and went to live with Mum and Paul when Charles moved into a group house. And she never left. Chin was fat, happy and a total cat failure. No balance or grace to speak of and she actually like humans. Chin would have made an excellent mutt. Unfortunately Chin had to be put down recently because she was sick. But she isn't gone from Charlotte's memory. Recently she delivered this one to Mum;
"Nanny I love you and I love Scotty and I love Grandad as much as I loved that nice, dead cat!"
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