My ex-roommate had her eye on a kitten at her sister's house. I was playing with the kittens and the sister said "You can have that one" - I told her that if I took one, I'd take a black one. She dropped a shiny black furball in my lap. I named him after Zorro's horse and he was one of my best buds. He and Nino were demon mousers at the house I shared with that roommate and he came with me when I moved here. He was always good with the kittens and new cats and he didn't mind the dogs at all. He died of kidney failure in Sept 2006.
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