Gabby Girl

This beautiful girl was named Gabby because of her unusual whiskey voice and because she wouldn't stop talking when I walked into the thrift store/cat sanctuary. We got her home and she rarely meowed again. Her "voice" was more of a cross between a gasp and laryngitis noises. Her favorite spot in the entire world is on my shoulder.



 

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