My cat’s life is good

February 2, 2010

She can be feral, and then she can retreat indoors when the going gets rough.

She’s got a sweet sweet life. She gets to be a wild animal, then come indoors and be fed and petted and loved.

posted by Sheila Ryan in adventure, animals, observations, pets, relationships, self-help, society | * | 2 comments

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Deron Bauman on February 2nd, 2010 at 12:23 pm

not in Long Island she can’t.
Sheila Ryan on February 2nd, 2010 at 12:33 pm

Nope. That’s why she lingers here in the Driftless Region.

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