Tink
This is my cat Tink. I am normally not a cat person but I didn't find him, he found me. I was working at Logan's Roadhouse last June and I had to close one night. When I went out to my car to go home I heard a kitten meow. He was on top of my front tire scared to death. He was a small black furball. He couln't have been more than 5 to 6 weeks old. Now he is huge and is over a year old. He is a great cat that lets me know when he needs to go out. Thats the good thing because I hate cleaning a litter box. He meets me at the door when I get home every afternoon and greets me every afternoon. He is the only cat I actually like and is my only pet at this time.
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