Every animal I’ve ever been around has had some kind of personal quirk, but I’ve never seen one like Anne. She seems to want to spend her life inside of a stinky shoe.
You might remember a story from a few weeks ago about Molly, the homeless young cat who I placed into a home — only to have her returned to me by the new family, who deemed her unsuitable. She was also pregnant when she returned from that experience. Anne was one of the kittens born to Molly two years ago.
Molly had four kittens, but only three of them survived. Anne is solid black, and she’s the runt of the litter. She’s the smallest cat I’ve ever been around, weighing in at only 5 pounds.
Her biggest oddity is that she loves shoes. I’ve had cats who love specific types of shoes — such as leather for trying to scratch on — but I’ve never seen one who so consistently wants to crawl inside my shoes. Given the smell of the human foot, you understand why this seems an unfathomable mystery to me.

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