Well, it is fate I guess. Hubby called on way home from golfing to say he was bringing home a stray. He is probably 4-5 months, yellow striped tabby with white feet, bob tail. Problem is it looks like something tried to kill it by biting his neck. Also has some problem with his bottom gum. He just came wandering out of the brush after meowing a few times. Staff at the course said an old mother cat used to live in the cart barn and had kittens, but they found her dead earlier and had no idea what happened to the kittens. I will take to the vet for antibiotics Monday and he may become Harley's new pal in the house. His name is Bagger.
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8/17/02 at 1:08pm