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Gideon is my plus sized furry kitty son who wandered into my life, completely uninvited, in May of 1995. From the day I met him, he has been the most important person in my life (all sentient creatures having personhood in my world). He started sleeping in my hair the night I got him, and still does today. Shortly after I adopted Gideon, I adopted his 'brother' Seth (Gideon never knew they were not really related) - they were great friends for 11 years and did everything together.
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After his brother died, Gideon got very depressed and I got worried about him. After considering his weight, arthritis, my 6 foot fence, and his general demeanor, I made the decision to let Gideon walk around outside so he could 'talk' with the feral cats that mooch off of me. This turned out to be exactly what he wanted - he asks to go outside to sit in the sun (or the dark - he just likes it outside) several times a day. I was watching him sitting one day and came up with the name for my business - he just seems to have the peace everyone wants sitting out there in his garden.
(By the way, after Seth died, Gideon realized that he is not immortal, which quite surprised him - after some discussion he conceded that it would be best for me and him if a couple of kittens were brought into his life so he could teach them proper human training techniques before he goes back to the spirit world). Hence, Michael the cat (not the person I know) and Jeremy have come to live with me. While Gideon wants me to think he just tolerates them, I've caught them cuddling, grooming, and playing when they think I'm not paying attention)
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