But then I saw a pink, fingery paw sticking out of the cardboard stray-cat condo. I took this photo. Even Megan was creeped out. Now, we bring the cat food inside at night.
Sorry, Sherry.
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| 12/26/2011 |
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Day 306
A possum had been coming to the back porch to eat our stray cat's food at night. (Or maybe it was multiple possums, taking turns.) Megan had named the possum Sherry, kind of jokingly.
But then I saw a pink, fingery paw sticking out of the cardboard stray-cat condo. I took this photo. Even Megan was creeped out. Now, we bring the cat food inside at night.
Sorry, Sherry.
But then I saw a pink, fingery paw sticking out of the cardboard stray-cat condo. I took this photo. Even Megan was creeped out. Now, we bring the cat food inside at night.
Sorry, Sherry.
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