I was informed that Lestat has been a part of my cousin Nathan's family for quite some time. 1996 was around the time he got him. That makes him about 84 years old. He was born in Eastern North Carolina but relocated to Orlando about 5 years ago. When asked how he dealt with the culture shock he did not reply. Maybe it's because he's a cat and doesn't talk or maybe knowledge speaks and wisdom listens. Either way next time I am kicking him across Nathan's living room because he insist on making biscuits in my belly I will think about his life and accomplishments as a country cat adjusting to city life at an old age. How many cats can you honestly say look this damn good at this 84?
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