Black Magic

Wanting his share of the spotlight is the ever so handsome Magic, so named because he used to "magically" appear at our patio door hoping for food.  Smart enough to sleep on the roof of our two story condo he would jump from the ground up onto a six foot wall and from there to the second floor patio and onto the roof to stay safe while he slept from the coyotes.

He would disappear all day long only to show up promptly at dinner time.  Panting from the extreme Arizona heat in the summer and snuggling into the blankets we would set for him in the winter.

It took months for him to trust us enough to bring him in the house.  He was frightened but desperate for love.  Now several years later he has accepted we are his forever family.

Happy trails, 

Leslie

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