My current foster cat looks like a bit of a tough tomcat (but it's a lie -- he's a playful, purring sweetheart). He survived on the streets of D.C. for a long time. He used to beg at back doors to come inside where he belonged.
Now he's inside.
Looking handsome while he waits..
He was a little bit wild at first.
Poetry: "Track Twenty Four" by Alicia Cook
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