Drinking From the Poisoned Puddle
One of our beloved cats died yesterday. Rascal was almost eleven years old. We bought him along with a female cat named “Baby” so he could have a friend. We had them both indoors for seven years but due to family having allergies to cats, we had to lock them in our garage. We soon decided that they needed freedom, so during the day, I opened the garage door just enough for them to scoot under it to get out….