Today marks two years since the feral beast joined the family.
I solemnly vowed back then that I would not get attached to him under any circumstances...
...because he was a working cat with a job...
...and he was not supposed to be friendly...
...and he was not supposed to like people.
He was supposed to be a barn cat.
And he is.
But he's also very friendly, and he loves people, and you all were absolutely right
when you said I would get attached to him.
You: I told you so!
Me: Now climb down here so I give you a great big hug.