Phinneas cannot stay with me. He has a high prey instinct. He chases the cats and nothing I do will stop him. The one cat puts him in his place but today, he cornered old limping kitty Smitty..who has not front claws. Had I not been home, Smitty would not be alive. I will not do this to my old man cat. I have spoken to the woman I got him from. We put our heads together, I spoke with my niece who has been looking for a second dog for her boys and she begged me for him. The former mommy approved. My niece has a dog from the same place he came from (designer dog shop) and same kind so they will wear each other out playing. Her boys are 8ish and 10ish and responsible (I babysit them) and are very good with their dog.
Sighing.
The right dog at the right time....will come. I have faith....
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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