It's always fun seeing friends we have met on the road, but I never guessed it would extend to George and Gracie as well.
We have an orange cat in the neighborhood named Lucky. I guess because he's allowed to roam about outdoors like our cats wish they could.
He often comes over and sits on the table to visit George and Gracie, and sometimes jumps on the tunnel itself.
Today he came right to the front door calling. I think he and George have a kind of orange bromance going on.
Long Live the Queen