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<\/p>\nHer name is Hope.<\/p>\n
She’s a little bit needy, so far. Frankly, she’s all over me. It’s a bit much. I also caught her following me from room to room at one point.<\/p>\n
But I think it’ll work out just fine.<\/p>\n
Meet Hope!<\/p>\n
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She came with the name. I got her at a shelter. If it had been a name like “Barbie” or something like that, I would have changed it. Maybe to Stockwell, or Calavicci or something more appropriate to my lifestyle. But I felt it would be very bad karma to change the name “Hope” to something else. So Hope it is.<\/p>\n
She is now lying on my windowsill staring out at the green hot world outside and her purr fills the room.<\/p>\n
She is only a year old.<\/p>\n
I love her so much!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Her name is Hope. She’s a little bit needy, so far. Frankly, she’s all over me. It’s a bit much. I also caught her following me from room to room at one point. But I think it’ll work out just … Continue reading