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Sunday, February 13, 2011
This photo shows the absolute closest anyone has been to this cat. She let our dog, Shiloh come right up to her today and stayed to watch me clean the barn. Her story began last fall, on a foggy sort of night, right about dusk, a scruffy looking creature appeared in a faceoff with our cat, Mickey. Neither a kitten nor a cat, it was a ball with fur sticking straight out as though it had just come off the set of "Pet Sematary." For weeks she would appear out of nowhere, then in the blink of an eye disappear. She reminded me of the Alabama country song "I Believe There Are Angels Among Us." So Angel is her name. Angel doesn't belong to us, but we belong to her.