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I adopted my precious cat from a rescue shelter 4 years ago. They had named him “Neal” because he loved to purr and flex his paws with contentment when given attention (I was explained that “Neal” sounded similar to the action of “kneading”, as with kneading bread…which I thought was far-fetched, but cute!!). Needless to say, I changed his name to Romeo…in honor of that great lover of all time! Romeo came into my life at a very difficult time wh...Read the full article