Oliver is quite the character. Some may call him a shadow, a nusiance, even a pain in the @$$. But he's mine nonetheless, and I cherish his every characteristic. One of which being that he has to be within 4 feet of me at all times. The other day I was laying on the deck, soaking up a little UV action and he would not stop whimpering through the screen. I knew he would die in the heat, so I set up a little carpet patch, a ceramic bowl of water, and pointed underneath the deck, in the cool shadows of the May afternoon. After plopping his 10.6 pound body next to me for all of 3 minutes, he realized it really is just a tad too warm for furry friends in direct sunshine, so he took my advice and the waddled over to the carpet. It's as if he can't stand to breathe any other air than the air that's coming out of you. He's an air stealer, and a darn cute one at that.
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