This is Orange and Whitey. There was something special about the two of them. Whitey came to my backyard and never left. Three years later, Orange, who was a feral cat, came along. Both male cats would sleep in the little cat house on my porch. Whitey was probably 13 and Orange maybe 5 or 6. They were mine. One day Orange started to let me pet him as I called him ... very odd but super great. Whitey must have been someone’s cat because he came very close and sat on my lap. They were great pets.

Cathy Testagrossa, New London

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