
Pedro and I got Flavia because the cleaning lady at his office found her in a vacant lot when she was just the wittlest thing. Her eyes were just open or not even open yet. She brought her to work and Pedro came to pick me up from the school in the car, which he parked a few blocks away, leaving her in it. When we arrived, he opened the trunk. (Yes, I was appalled, but whattya gonna do?) There she was, nestled in a shoe box, the tiniest little thing that would fit in your hand. Now she's still a relatively small cat, but enormous compared to then. This must be how real parents feel, amazed that their "children" grow.
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