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Stormy arrived at Deb's house on Thanksgiving night in 1993. He was just a tiny and very hungry kitten who showed up at the back door on a cold and rainy night. Once dried off, warmed up and fed, he curled up on Deb's husband's stomach and promptly went to sleep. While originally slated to be taken to the animal shelter the next day, this action cemented his place in the family.
Throughout his years Stormy was always a special kitty. He waddled when both walking and running and was also famous for staring at a blank wall and meowing his heart out. One of his favorite games to play with Deb was peek-a-boo from under the sheets when the bed was changed. He was the only one of our animals who clearly loved to be buried under any type of blanket or sheet.
Stormy's best friend was Sylvester who joined the group in the Spring of 1994. They grew and played together all their lives even uniting against the big bully cat, Snowball, when he arrived some 10 years later. When Sylvester passed on in 2010, Stormy slumped into a deep depression. He left us just a few short months later. Stormy was always our very special kitty.
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