The morning of this past Sunday we found an orange tabby at the back door. It’s not uncommon for people to move out of the nearby rentals and let their cat loose, which is what we assume happened to this guy. He’s in the gangly kitten stage and isn’t neutered, so we’re not really sure that we’ll see a lot of him. We still put out some food and water, like we used to (the last cat stopped by mid June coincidentally enough).
Hail Freya, and welcome back.
Later that same day we saw a dog in the middle of the road on our way back from my grandparents house. He was on the yellow line of a state route (55 mph), so my mom pulled over and had me get him into the car. Because it was a Sunday, we couldn’t call or drop him off at the humane society so we had to wait until Monday morning. Half of his problem was that he’s a puppy; half of his problem was that he’s not neutered. The dog warden came by and took him in the afternoon, and he’ll hopefully be reunited with his family.
Hail Frey, and welcome back.
((Written 8.29.16, slight trouble with scheduling on the app led to a late posting.))