I have an orange mixed breed American Short (almost long) hair named Pushkin. I also provide food, water and shelter and when I can trap him, veterinary care, to a beautiful feral tom named Tom.
There has been many a night when I was desperate and would look at Pushkin laying at my feet or in my lap and know I couldnt leave him.
How about everybody else?
There has been many a night when I was desperate and would look at Pushkin laying at my feet or in my lap and know I couldnt leave him.
How about everybody else?