Per request of lotsofcats, our story:
About 3 to 4 weeks ago we had just gotten back from taking my daughter out for her birthday. It was rather late and I was getting ready for bed when I heard the doorbell ring. I was thinking “who in the world is that†and then just assumed maybe my daughter had forgotten something. I looked out the peep hole but didnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t see anyone. My granddaughters love to play ring the bell on grandma and run, so I kept waiting for them to run back up to the door, which never happened. Since we had just recently been robbed I wasnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t about to just open the door, Kevin was in the garage cleaning litter boxes, so I just went back to doing what I was doing. A few minutes later Kevin came through with hands full for the garbage so I ran to the door and opened it for him…….and there on the front door mat was a cat!!! Someone had dropped her off, rang the bell and ran. We called her Avon (ding dong Avon calling). We put her in the dog kennel in the backyard so we wouldnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t expose her to the others until her vet checkup. We had her at the vet the next day, spayed, tested, shots, etc. and started looking for a home for her. WELLLLLL…..sheâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s still with us and quite the little pistol. Sheâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s about 7 months old and a handful. I had almost forgotten what itâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s like to have a youngun around. Hereâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s her picture and hopefully you can view them.
About 3 to 4 weeks ago we had just gotten back from taking my daughter out for her birthday. It was rather late and I was getting ready for bed when I heard the doorbell ring. I was thinking “who in the world is that†and then just assumed maybe my daughter had forgotten something. I looked out the peep hole but didnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t see anyone. My granddaughters love to play ring the bell on grandma and run, so I kept waiting for them to run back up to the door, which never happened. Since we had just recently been robbed I wasnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t about to just open the door, Kevin was in the garage cleaning litter boxes, so I just went back to doing what I was doing. A few minutes later Kevin came through with hands full for the garbage so I ran to the door and opened it for him…….and there on the front door mat was a cat!!! Someone had dropped her off, rang the bell and ran. We called her Avon (ding dong Avon calling). We put her in the dog kennel in the backyard so we wouldnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t expose her to the others until her vet checkup. We had her at the vet the next day, spayed, tested, shots, etc. and started looking for a home for her. WELLLLLL…..sheâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s still with us and quite the little pistol. Sheâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s about 7 months old and a handful. I had almost forgotten what itâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s like to have a youngun around. Hereâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s her picture and hopefully you can view them.
