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PSA
As you know, I love animals. And because I love animals so much, I feel compelled to spread the word about rescuing them. There are so many sad stories it makes me sick. But some sad stories have happy endings. I wish I had a farm and I could rescue every poor animal that comes across my path that needs a home. But since I can’t, I can do this: I can share a little bit of it with you. And maybe, maybe, maybe somebody will know somebody who knows somebody who can help. There’s a chance.
I have a blogger friend who has started to write the story of the dog she rescued. She hasn’t finished the story yet but she asked me to pass along her link. And if you’re interested in these sorts of things, this link too. It’s a good story, go read it.
*photo by Photographer Lori of course!
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Pounce vs. The Cat Box
Pounce does NOT like the new cat box. He hates it in fact. I could say he’s scared poopless. He won’t even go in the room where it is, unless carried. I tried to convince him, as you can see in this little home made quicktime movie. But he won’t go near it. Poor Pounce, we subject him to so much torture. He’s such a good cat too. He didn’t even scratch me and when the whole ordeal was over he went back to taking a nap in the safe haven of the back room.
I still have a few tricks up my sleeve to get the cats to start using it, so it is not a loss yet. But I’m worried I might have to send it back and get my sister-in-law a refund. Yep, I found out who sent the magic self cleaning cat box. It was one of my sister-in-laws! I should have known. She says, “I don’t want my niece to have a rotting brain.” She has a good point. Taxoplasmosis is a pretty scary disease. Maybe the cats will come around. At least Lily likes the box it came in.
