Meet Logan. He was our first fur-baby! Chuck and I picked out Logan from the Humane Society the year before we got married, so in 2002. He stayed with me during the one year that I lived by myself, which is probably why he's such a mama's boy. He's not a fan of Sydney. He actually hisses and growls at her and then runs away like a chicken. The second she goes to bed he's up in my lap. He's my sweet boy!
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