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Boone also had his own morning routines. The Russian Blue usually found shelter during the night in one of the nearby alleyways, then came out bright and early to sun himself before the roads and sidewalks got busy with the activities of humans. Sometimes thinking about humans made something inside sting, but the shock wasn't as sharp as it was when he first found himself on the street.

This morning was no different. He had found a warm slice of sidewalk outside of an alley and lay there, soaking up the rays, until the first signs of activity. Then he sat up, stretching every leg to get the kinks out. He was flexible, even for a cat, so anyone who was paying attention would see him strike poses that hardly seemed to be possible.