Dec 202005
This morning the little cat actually came down the hall a ways to greet me when I came out. She might have come all the way down if Phurball hadn’t been in his usual spot right outside the bedroom door.
She purred when I petted her. She chased me and batted at my ankles when I walked away. She was as cute and appealing as a cat can be.
And what did I do? I took her by the scruff of the neck and lowered her into the cat carrier, and took her off to the vet. She was so scared.
I feel like the most horrible person in the world, terrorizing a sweet little baby cat who was just starting to trust me.
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