Bubba was right inside the door when I arrived. He followed me around anxiously, wanting his food. I didn't see Baxter this time, so I looked out back. Sure enough, he was laying out in the yard. He saw me and came running. I gave Bubba his food, then sat with Baxter while he ate. He liked the company. Bubba kept walking around us when he was done eating. He would meow and brush up on my legs, wanting some attention.
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