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Poor Trinity. Mistaken sexual identity. Unnecessary incision made at vet. And now, a case of conjunctivitis.

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Took the cats to the vet today. Turns out Trinity is a male. The family agreed to keep calling him Trinity and only the blog readers will ever know the truth. Additonal info: I hadn’t noticed until Gabe pointed it out to us, that the vet shaved a patch off Trinity and actually began making [...]

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The cats are really great. Each evening, regardless of the time, they follow any of us down the drive to close the gate. In the morning, they jump up on the sill outside the kitchen and press their faces against the glass. They know where the magic happens. Still waiting for a trophy on the [...]

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Any country house needs a mouse patrol and we have adopted some trained hunters. Trinity is the predominantly white female of the pair (if you hadn’t already figured that out). They have set up home in the vacant hen house and seem to enjoy their perch atop two canvas lawn chairs. The hen door makes [...]

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