Most of my readers know that Wilbur cat is a long haired mostly Maine coon. He is about 12 years old and came to me a year before Eric and I settled into marital bliss. He belonged to Eric before that.
Wilbur had an exciting move over here and has had some fun and terrifying moments since then. Eileen LOVES Wilbur in a way that results in Wilburs hair being loved off...like in the Velveteen Rabbit only with claws.
Wilbur is not as fond of stairs and running as he used to be. He also needs a pretty regular reminder for the "not in front of Mommy" rule (no counter, no clawing furniture, etc.). This didn't used to be a problem. Also, mister skittish, finicky cat, suddenly cannot get enough wet food -- no matter how much and what flavor we feed him. This from a cat who on June 5th would only have licked some gravy off the wet food we put down. Other strangeness: no more hairballs and lots of matted fur.
We don't know if it was actually Wilbur's evil twin who got off the plane in Amsterdam, but he is cute and furry.
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