caught them spooning on the couch, Ruby with her arm around Smokey.
I wish my camera had been handy! They are an unlikely pair - Smokey
as graceful and light as Ruby is clumsy and lumbering. Ruby has
bristly hair and smells bad, Smokey is soft as velvet and always
groomed. Sometimes Smokey will place his paw on Ruby's face and use
his claws to hold her down and give her a good licking. I think
Smokey feels sorry for Ruby that she is so stinky! That's just the
kind of cat Smokey is...very Ghandi-esque. My daughter Lili picked
him out at a pet shop (in the pet adoption center) for my step-
daugher Sophia's birthday present. And believe me, that was a very
Ghandi-esque thing to do. Lili's cat had died unexpectedly earlier
that year, and I was surprised that Lili was so adamant that she
wanted to get a pet for her little sister (and not herself.) I
reluctantly agreed to "take a look" at the cat. When I saw him in
his cage, and I looked in his eyes, something clicked. This was a
good cat. He had spent most of his life (6 months) in this cage.
All black, skinny-skinny, and so loving. We went home, Lili
presented her case to my husband, and the next day we went and
adopted him. He's the most loving cat I think I've ever lived with.
Everyone loves him. The kids go crazy for him; he sleeps on their
beds, lets them carry him around - really remarkable. Ruby and
Smokey - two complete opposites, yet best friends. Embodying
tolerance, love, and acceptance...
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