I'm usually hounded by the dogs on my weekly trips to Tracy Animal Shelter but this year it was the cats that seemed to have it in for me. Sure they sit there all nice and quiet but they were just plotting against me. I can see it in their beady little eyes.
So between the cat screaming for the warden to let him out, the pair of cats we stuffed into a box for a picture for my Christmas cards or the Axis of Evil Kitlers at the shelter it was an exciting trip every week. At least I didn't clawed by one of the furry little monsters.
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