This is a science fiction/espionage novel from 1964. It's well-enough written, although rather dated and dry, but unfortunately I picked up on the twist early on. *sighs*
Day 260; Book 250
The shelter points woman toward the lively kittens, but she chooses the
quiet orange one sitting alone in the back; she chose right, since now he's
leash-trained and they adventure outdoors together.
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Some cats choose their person, but some people choose their cats - and it's
a purrfect match.
I didn't choose my own cat, per se. Obviously, I adopted her;...
4 days ago
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