


Namir is Moreno's cat. And slightly crazy - in the best way possible. I feel sort of back in the Midwest with him - because he plays passive-aggressive jealousy games. I could sit with you, but look at me, I'm sitting with Joseph. Do you see how I'm sitting with Joseph and not with you.
In spite of (or maybe because of) his passive aggresive tendancies, he's fantastic. Also, he drinks water from his bowl with his paw. He gives back massages. He cuddles. He doesn't shed too much. He never knows if he wants to be on the balcony or back inside. And he's a beauty.
Oh - and when he's left to himself for the day, he runs through the hallways and surfs on the rugs.
I'll miss Namir. And, of course, his owner.

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