Exactly one year ago today, a certain formerly-feral kitty felt brave enough to explore our master bedroom for the first time.
What he found there blew his little street kitty mind.
That's right: today is the first anniversary of Napoleon discovering duvets exist.
By this point, he'd been stuck in the house with us for a few weeks. We'd captured him while he was sick, and once he was stronger he'd then been sent off for his jabs and to be snipped.
He had discovered scritches by this point, but was still unsure about this 'coming indoors' thing.
Then... duvets.
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