One year ago today, I met my little Mischief. He trotted into my life, home, and heart like he owned the place – and now he does. From the very first head scratchy, he was the sweetest little prince, although he certainly lives up to his name on a daily basis. Mischief was an unexpected addition to our family, but I can’t imagine my life without his meowing good mornings, begging for treats, parkouring over furniture, and midnight zoomies.
Author Melody Johnson 
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