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Jennifer
I never thought I’d be a cat person.
I was definitely not a cat person.
And yet the thought of leaving the two babies behind that I’d named and been feeding for over a year was heart-wrenching. It was impossible. There was no way I was doing that. Just because they weren’t indoor cats didn’t mean they weren’t my cats.
So, I’d stayed up all week after I finished packing and editing to research what the hell I was supposed to do in this situation. Cats didn’t like to be introduced to new environments, even when they belonged to you. Stray cats that I’d been feeding and such were definitely not going to be happy.
Poor Avocado and Bacon. This was not going to be fun.
At least Julian had agreed to come and help.
Which was why he was now setting up a spring-loaded cat trap. I
