I woke up like this.
Curled in the back of a rental van in a truck stop parking lot in Wyoming.
Give me adventure.
Give me this wild life of open roads.
I was born with wanderLUST.
A little stray we found in Nebraska. She followed me everywhere. I wanted to take her with me, but she wandered with her sister and other cats around Homestead and got food, freedom and visitors every day. I do love that little thing.
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