We have a white cat. Or, more correctly, a white cat lives at our house. Her name is Princess. We got her when she was a kitten, about nine years ago, but she has never been tame enough to pet. However, this is her home and we feed her. She'll come hang out with me when I am in the garden, but she won't let us touch her. Here she is, taking a nap on the deck with my blue pots and yellow Johnnies.
(The "etching" that you in the glass of the sliding glass doors is actually white paint, stenciled on so the birds that I feed right outside don't fly into the glass.)
Have a beautiful day!
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