#1 By: Mark Frauenfelder, August 12th, 2013 14:11
#2 By: xzzy, August 12th, 2013 14:27
Damn, someone else has their cat giving high fives. My cat is going to have to step up her game if she wants to compete.
#3 By: David Emigh, August 12th, 2013 14:51
Forever homes work both ways
#4 By: knoxblox, August 12th, 2013 17:06
Isn't this the way it always goes?
Almost every cat we cared for, mom would say, "He/she needs some help. I'm taking him/her to the vet tomorrow, so don't anyone get attached."
Every following morning, we were discussing what to name the cat.
R.I.P. Smokey, Penelope, Samantha, Jake, Jasmine and Moo Cow Cheese.
#5 By: Harvey, August 12th, 2013 17:35
Is this any better than the books about Norton (which are excellent)?
The Cat Who Went to Paris
#6 By: Jon Sowden, August 12th, 2013 18:37
Cats must be magic
#7 By: Matt Bates, August 12th, 2013 18:56
Well that's lovely.
I'm reminded of the trucker cat phenomenon; what a delightful contrast that is.
#8 By: knoxblox, August 12th, 2013 19:42
I took my cat to Chisinau, Moldova by train from Bucharest, via London flight.
I have to admit, it was a real icebreaker and she made many friends on the way, from the wonderful LOT stewardesses who let me take her out of her carrier (very few passengers that flight), to the various passengers on the train who made it a point to come meet the American cat.
#9 By: L Edwards, August 12th, 2013 20:36
#10 By: Acer Platanoides , August 13th, 2013 09:23
Something in this story reminds me of Timothy Treadwell.
#11 By: Mark Frauenfelder, August 17th, 2013 14:11
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