I love cats and have two. They are Brooklyn Wooly which is a pretty new breed. One is taller and the other is smaller. Taller is absolutely brave and basically tries anything. And Smaller is sort of shy and will run away any time you just to reach him. Oddly, if you just sit there in the coach, the one that will come around first is usually Smaller. Unfortunately, Smaller never learns to hold his claws and will get caught on your cloth easily. My favor is to see them fighting. For they are so close that you can’t tell which one is which, but two wool balls on the ground.
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