I use a small red bottle with googly eyes and a little frown and angry eyebrows drawn on with a Sharpie. He’s called, “Mr. Spritzy” and he is the bane of my Sybil’s attempts to curl up in my cottage cheese.
They put her out on the streets, streets they knew were populated with vicious raccoons. You don’t disappear on your cats if you’re a decent person. As others have said, the ‘Quinn Cat Shelter’ has been in the neighbourhood FOREVER, and no one at a shelter judges those who surrender a cat because of circumstances they can’t control, like losing their home.
I use a small red bottle with googly eyes and a little frown and angry eyebrows drawn on with a Sharpie. He’s called, “Mr. Spritzy” and he is the bane of my Sybil’s attempts to curl up in my cottage cheese.