A Few Pets I Have Known

Barney chose us. 


He belonged to a family up the street, not our next door neighbors. He would curl up on the back steps or porch and try to enter the house when the door opened. Our mother would take him back to his home and that pattern repeated. After some back and forth, with the cat insisting that our house was where he wanted to live, it was agreed that we would assume custody. That’s why we named him Barnacle — he stuck to us.


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