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We should have brought 3-legged Zack with us. He could have made friends with Yardstick, the three-footed cat.
Yardstick lives with the family whose basement apartment we currently occupy. He's as delightful as his family is, and he's comfortable having strangers with babies staying over--this family has hosted nearly 60 babies in this program.
He has come downstairs to our apartment every morning. He sits with us for a few minutes; he's even gotten on the bed with me.
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