We’ve had this big ginger guy for a year now.  He gets up every morning and keeps me company while I have coffee (he has milk).  He torments the dogs. He talks to us.  He is truly my oldest kid’s familiar.  A year ago, he came to us just having gotten off of the streets.  His fur was oily. He was well fed, but clearly in love with being inside – being loved.  Today, he is a happy guy loafing around or chasing something he made into a toy around the house.  And when someone is sick or not having a good day, he watches over that person like he’s making sure the person is okay.  We like this guy and are happy he adopted us.