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As you may know, Key West is crawling with the gatos. Chickens and gatos. We were not stalked by chickens, but this guy was extremely needy.
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Dad was supposed to arrive around 5 p.m., and I was scheduled to arrive around 9 p.m. In the end, I was able to do a same-day upgrade for 75 bones and arrived at 5 p.m. Dad missed his connection and arrived at 9 p.m. Ahh, the best laid plans. We finally popped down to Mangoes to catch up and outline our respective travels.
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And upon our return, this fello was zonked out waiting for us.
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Then the next morning, on our way to breakfast, there he was, hanging around the
inn.
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We even went swimming all afternoon one day...(we are definitely water people...)
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And returned home to wash up for dinner, and when we opened the door, guess who was being needy.
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