This is Mumuna, we call him Mumu. He is an outdoor cat. He used to be a indoor cat so I'll tell you about that.
One day last year in the middle of the winter, there was a wild cat that we saw occasionally. He would run away when we would try to get near him, we left cat food out for him at night and in the morning it was gone. One exceptionally cold day, we came home from our Grandma's house, and he was sitting in the mudroom looking very sad. We opened the door and Mumu came into our lives, first, we tried to find out if he was a girl or boy, "Oh, it's a girl." I said. "No, no, must be a boy." "Nope, a girl." On and on we tried to determine. Finally,l when we took him to the vet, we asked them to tell us if it was a boy or girl. "Hmmm, you think it's a girl right?" The vet said. "Oh, yes, we just want to make sure of it." We said. So the vet looked, and he then he looked for the scars a girl cat would get after being fixed. Nada. He looked and looked and then said, "Wait, what's this?" It turned out to be scars that a boy cat gets when they get fixed. Mumuna is the name of my mom's old friend. They met at my old gymnastics class, She always said if she had another kid, she would have named him/her Mumuna. So it only made sense to name him Mumuna. He got very fat and chubby. He also started peeing in the house, it was almost spring by then. We kicked him out of the house, we still fed him and took care of him, he didn't eat chickens, he's to scared of them. He did eat chipmunks and ground squirrels. I shoot them with my BB Gun usually, they like to eat our garden. So Mumu is probably curled up in the garage right now, curled up on the hot pack my dad left out there for him.
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