So, after he had grieved the loss of our Furgus, Micah hears a noise and pulls this stowaway out from the undercarriage of the van. How long he'd been there and where we'd picked him up - not a clue. He was dirty, hungry, thirsty and cold. And now, apparently, he's home. A bit strange, though, is his odd resemblance to Furgus. Had he been a bit larger, we would've just brought him in and assumed he'd lost his collar and come upon hard times on some unfortunate journey he'd taken. Strange, indeed. So, we officially introduce the newest member of the Lewis menagerie: The Fitz.
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