Project 12 - Assignment 1

Rusty didn’t always like me. In fact, I would go so far as to say he didn’t like me at all. Rusty was my Mother’s cat -- adopted from the Humane Society when he was fairly young. He was her baby and she pampered him - he loved her. I was the one who had to take him to the vet and give him medicines if need be. I also brought my cat for my weekend visits and they were not friends. When my Mom passed away, Rusty came to live with me - he was not thrilled. We grieved together missing “our” Mom, but he still wasn’t sure about me. It took him almost a year to tolerate me, another year to allow me to be near him and sometime during the third year I think he decided I was okay. We are now inseparable and wherever I am in the house you will find Rusty nearby.

Connie Prince: Our House Kit, Pre-Deco Papers, Edge Cluster

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