We have a foster cat. His name is Frenchie. Frenchie kinda comes with the place, so he might turn into a new adopted brother to Laika and Azrael. You see, 12 years ago the neighbors next door moved away to a town at least 30 miles away. About 6 months later, Frenchie showed back up and has never left. The seller, Stephen, plans on picking Frenchie up in two weeks (when he closes on his place and gets out of his hotel) to take him to Crestview--a neighborhood a mere 2 miles away. Considering it took Frenchie only 6 months to travel over 30 miles of Texas backroads, we are thinking we might see Frenchie about 2 or 3 days after he is taken away. If he comes back, he stays.
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