Poor, Poor Cat

The cat still reeks of skunk. And I just can’t let him into a house we are trying to sell. I feel just awful. I’ve set up his bed, food, and water in the garage, and just spent 45 minutes cuddling him on the patio (so of course now I smell like skunk). But the poor thing. I have a feeling that the cat door in the new house will be a moot point, after this the cat is never, ever going to go outside again. I know I sure wouldn’t…

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