Scamp belonged to a friend of Leah's who died 11 years ago. He is the only survivor of the three that were brought up from Houston. He's a bit of an odd fellow and he's DEFINITELY Leah's cat! He tolerates me pretty well, but given a choice he'll pick her every time. I used to tease her about her "phantom" cat because I'd lived here for two months before i ever saw him. If I was home while she was at work, he'd stand just outside my bedroom door and make a "Ma Mao" call as if he was asking for her and demanding to know where I'd hidden the body. He's warmed up to me since then and will come to me for pets sometimes. He's 12 now.
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