While we were out enjoying a bike ride on Friday afternoon, we were met and followed home by a neighbor's cat named Pickle. Now I'm not a cat lover, but I do really like this Pickle. We started off on the wrong foot, however, a few years back when Gwynnie was a shy puppy. Pickle used to follow me and Gwynnie on our walks, causing Gwynnie to whimper and jump into my arms. I was not a fan of Pickle then. But on Friday, she followed us home and spent the entire afternoon and evening playing with the kids. I don't think I've ever seen Sebastien & Genevieve happier. Pickle followed us wherever we went in the yard, humored the kids by playing their games, and jumped up into the "tree house" with them. He even waited outside under a bush while the kids ate dinner. We played outside with Pickle again after dinner and poor Pickle waited long after we went inside for the night, hoping we'd come back out. As soon as I came downstairs after putting the kids to bed, Pickle went home...as if that was his plan.
I snapped some pictures with my phone, which apparently has a smudge on it too. This is the best I could get:
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