A chicken will always remember the egg
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That is sad!A few minutes ago, I opened our side door and there's a smallish gray tiger stripped cat on the door stoop. Poor little thing, he didn't run off, he just mewed at me.
There's no one around us (not many people period) that has cats. We're too far out in the middle of nowhere for one to wander here by himself. I bet some one just dumped him.
My Grandma lived about 5 miles from Red Bluff California, which had about 8,000 people. Her little community did not even have 100 live there. Each spring people would drop off kittens near her place. She did her best to rehome them