A couple of years ago, we had one of Atlanta’s famous ice storms. My wife put some bread out on our deck for the birds. I saw a stray, hungry cat eating the bread, and put out some leftover meat for her. Now, guess what sleeps in the bed with us.
A couple of years ago, we had one of Atlanta’s famous ice storms. My wife put some bread out on our deck for the birds. I saw a stray, hungry cat eating the bread, and put out some leftover meat for her. Now, guess what sleeps in the bed with us.