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catit used to be A Thing. burying something in the foundation of the house you were building. for protection and good luck. my friend found this little one in the oldest part of her house, which dates back to at least the 1700’s.

he’s running the protection business from the comfort of the porch, these days, keeping an eye (so to speak) on the road. basking in the sun, just like in the good old days.

i think he was a grey tabby. king of mousers.

sometimes his head falls off the table for no good reason. perhaps he’s trying to tell us something.

 

 

 

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