Bobby's secret life exposed
We had recently suspected there was something suspicious about Bobby's life, and today my neighbor, Bev, confirmed our suspicions.
I was outside on our upper deck this morning and spotted Bobby in the line of trees that separates our place and our neighbors place, Steve and Beverly. I was calling Bobby when I noticed Bev trying to get my attention. I had never met Bev before, so I was looking forward to getting a chance to say 'hi'. I leaned over the deck rail and called out a "good morning" greeting to her. She smiled and returned my greeting and then said something that surprised me. "Are you calling my cat?" "Your cat?", I replied. "Yes", Bev said, "the cat you are calling Bobby is mine".
She went on to tell me that several months ago while living about 5 miles from here, she rescued Bobby and his sister who were wild feral kittens. Bobby's tail had been injured in some kind of an attack and was infected. Bev took the kittens to the Vet and had Bobby's tail injuries fixed and had both cats neutered. The Vet notched both kittens ears to show that these feral cats had been neutered. She brought both kittens over to her new house to live which is the one near us soon after their vet visits. The female kitten disappeared soon after the move here.
She then told me that Bobby's name was Sweetie and that he ate and often slept at her house.
I explained to Bev that the people we rent our house from were unaware of all this and thought that they had rescued , adopted and named Bobby. This explains why Bobby/Sweetie may not come to our house to eat for 24 hrs or so.
We believe Bobby/Sweetie knew full well what was going on all the time and was in fact living a double life. The proof of this is that he answers to both the name of Bobby and Sweetie with a straight face.
I was outside on our upper deck this morning and spotted Bobby in the line of trees that separates our place and our neighbors place, Steve and Beverly. I was calling Bobby when I noticed Bev trying to get my attention. I had never met Bev before, so I was looking forward to getting a chance to say 'hi'. I leaned over the deck rail and called out a "good morning" greeting to her. She smiled and returned my greeting and then said something that surprised me. "Are you calling my cat?" "Your cat?", I replied. "Yes", Bev said, "the cat you are calling Bobby is mine".
She went on to tell me that several months ago while living about 5 miles from here, she rescued Bobby and his sister who were wild feral kittens. Bobby's tail had been injured in some kind of an attack and was infected. Bev took the kittens to the Vet and had Bobby's tail injuries fixed and had both cats neutered. The Vet notched both kittens ears to show that these feral cats had been neutered. She brought both kittens over to her new house to live which is the one near us soon after their vet visits. The female kitten disappeared soon after the move here.
She then told me that Bobby's name was Sweetie and that he ate and often slept at her house.
I explained to Bev that the people we rent our house from were unaware of all this and thought that they had rescued , adopted and named Bobby. This explains why Bobby/Sweetie may not come to our house to eat for 24 hrs or so.
We believe Bobby/Sweetie knew full well what was going on all the time and was in fact living a double life. The proof of this is that he answers to both the name of Bobby and Sweetie with a straight face.
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