My son matthew just adores his cat Lucky or Cuddles. This story starts when my son was on his swing set when he was about 4. We are in the rural town of Concord so we have alot of farm land around us, and all of a sudden we hear little meows coming from the corn field and a tiny Kitten comes running towards my son. And for every day my son was outside this cat would come out to play and only if my son was out even to this day she does not really like anyone else but matthew. One day in the fall very close to winter we decided to bring her in because of the packs and packs of coyotes around us and we named her lucky. Now my son is 12 and him and lucky are still bestfriends, they sleep in the same bed, she follows him, only allows him to pet her, and the only other living thing she goes near is our dog Dallas. ( Maybe there is a conection)?
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