Lance immediately brought him home to us, where Asa announced that we had three days to find him a suitable home. Bubba knew who he had to impress and within 24 hours he was riding around on Asa's shoulders, a favorite pasttime for many years to follow. "He sure is a friendly little guy, isn't he?" Asa remarked, as Bubba sang his signature purr in Asa's ear. "What should we name him?" I replied.
Truthfully, we've remarked many times over the years that it was we humans who had won the lottery that fateful night.
