Every morning, Purr follows me out to feed the horses and waits patiently for me to turn on the hose.
The horses probably think it's odd, but they allow him to finish before they take their drink.
July 14th will be my 14th anniversary with Mister Purr. He's been a loyal, loving and forgiving companion--more like a dog than a cat in many ways--and I love him dearly.
I'm trying to manage his hyperthyroid condition, and he's been such a trooper.
