I found him dumped at a water park when he was just a kitten, brought him home, and named him Smokey.  That was almost 20 years ago, and now he’s an old cat who is almost totally deaf.  For 20 years he has been my buddy.  And ever since I came home from the hospital two days ago he has been my recovery buddy and has hardly left my side.

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