Bobby was a cat in a million. His owners left him behind in my friend's neighborhood when they moved. My friend fed Bobby, and a nice lady up the street took care of his shots. Bobby was always outside to greet anyone who came over to my friend's house, and never hurt a fly a day in his life. On cold nights, my friend would let Bobby sleep in the basement. She couldn't keep Bobby herself because her two indoor cats hated him. Eventually a neighbor took Bobby in, but he was still an indoor/outdoor cat.
Then today I receive this email
:
"That friendly cat Bobby was trapped by my wicked neighbor, who reported him as a stray, then called Animal Control, and Bobby, along with another neighbor's cat, Mr. Lufty, were put down. This jerk has two dogs who BARK at everyone/thing, but 2 cats are more than he can handle. Very sad..."
Bobby had such a sad life, but he was such a nice cat. At least he can run free over the rainbow bridge now. RIP Bobby. RIP to you too Mr. Lufty, although I can't say anything about you since I didn't know you, but I'm sure your people loved you dearly.
Then today I receive this email
"That friendly cat Bobby was trapped by my wicked neighbor, who reported him as a stray, then called Animal Control, and Bobby, along with another neighbor's cat, Mr. Lufty, were put down. This jerk has two dogs who BARK at everyone/thing, but 2 cats are more than he can handle. Very sad..."
Bobby had such a sad life, but he was such a nice cat. At least he can run free over the rainbow bridge now. RIP Bobby. RIP to you too Mr. Lufty, although I can't say anything about you since I didn't know you, but I'm sure your people loved you dearly.
