No matter where we go, Havana always ends up making friends with a local cat (or two or ten). Here she is with this darling on Mo'orea. Her humans were the brothers who owned to sail boat we went on.
Amara is 18! 18! 18! I can't even digest that. 18 years ago, Amara graced my life with her 9 lb 2 oz self and has been my shadow ever...
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