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Just got back from petsmart was buying toys for Jake. There were about 5 kitties there waiting to be adopted. One of them, a red tabby was sleeping with a toy mouse right next to him on top of his scratching post, he must have been playing and passed out with his toy still there, he was only 11 months Another red tabby was playing with the part of the cage where the door opens, and meowing frantically to get out. A calico was tapping on the glass at me, how ironic that there was a sign "no tapping on the glass" on my side...and the last one, Hank was a brown tabby who reminded me of Jake so much, and as soon as I walked by he moved right over so he can get a better look at the approaching person...I wanted all of them!!! why is life so cruel to put such little innocent babies in cages? Thankfully, it looked like they had "nice"cages at pets mart, multiple stories with a litter box at the bottom, a scratching post at the top and lots of toys....but still
I left nearly in tears, because those babies had such hope in their eyes, they were clearly wishing they could get out of there, and I don't know if it's just me, but I think they saw hope in me ...and I couldn't fulfill their wishes, and it kills me