Ozzie, The Terrorist Kitty, Arrives

A four-legged terrorist now inhabits our home. It took a day or so to produce a name for the orange-striped rescue kitty that we took in from our veterinarian’s office, where he spent two long months recuperating from injuries so severe that they ought he might lose his leg. But an extended stay in close confinement allowed him to heal. When the call went out for anyone interested in adopting him, we quickly volunteered. Sadly, we lost Tater, our giant orange tabby, in February. We thought Olive, our other cat, would like the company. She has been morose since Tater died of cancer. The...

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