Theo has never really been outside. After he was born he was taken in by a "foster" family who I adopted him from. Last summer he liked to sit by an open window and take in the many new smells and sights. Now that it's winter and the windows remain shut, he doesn't have much interest in what's going on outside his walls.Still when he takes a deep nap on my chest, sometimes his whiskers will begin twitching and his legs will begin trembling as if he is in some far away dreamland chasing an elusive bunny or moose. Given his history this has to be based on instinct rather than experience. I only hope that the freedom that he has in his dreams is enough and that his dream ends with him capturing his prey.
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