Mossy-wossy
A couple of weeks ago we got an unexpected visitor late at night. The little black and yellow furball came into the house, liked it and decided to stay.
Within a week, he took over Walter's food bowl, discarded toys, and treasured place on the couch. We named him Moss. If we wasn't pouncing on the bed, he's be either asleep in the sun or eating.
We couldn't keep him though. So we tearily handed him over to a cat adoption lady. Hopefully she'll find him a great home soon. Sniff.
I think the only one who doesn't miss Moss is Walter. Who's happy to have his spot on the bed all to himself again.
Within a week, he took over Walter's food bowl, discarded toys, and treasured place on the couch. We named him Moss. If we wasn't pouncing on the bed, he's be either asleep in the sun or eating.
We couldn't keep him though. So we tearily handed him over to a cat adoption lady. Hopefully she'll find him a great home soon. Sniff.
I think the only one who doesn't miss Moss is Walter. Who's happy to have his spot on the bed all to himself again.