so last May my Grandma Freda passed away. she was the ultimate animal lover. she had kitties, she would cut up raw steak to feed the hawks, and she also gave mice cheese instead of killing them. so yesterday we were outside with my duckies and my mom said you know the next animal we get, we should name it Freda or Fred. we agreed it was a good idea. no more than an hour later i found a little fluffy kitten in my backyard. so we have a new kitten we call Fred. he won't come up to us but he will get close and play with string. he's soooo cute. i will try to get some pictures of Freddy.
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