i am often joined on the hammock by bj- a farm cat that has been around since it was a catholic worker farm. he loves lounging and purring loudly- which i have to say, pretty much makes him by twin, in the way of cats.
a pseudo-southern from the old line state, half-decade resident of the city of brotherly love takes on the alaskan tundra for a year of service with the jesuits.
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