Meet J.J., my next door neighbor's cat. He thinks he lives at my house, but he doesn't. I believe, however, that I'm getting very attached to the little guy. I know this because I've already given him a nickname. He drools, you see. He drools when I pet him. He drools when he sits in my lap. He drools when I hold him. Let's face it, he's a drooler. So, I'm calling him Ferris Drooler. I'm in trouble now. Once they get a nickname, that's it. I'm hooked.
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