I slept in my own bed last night for the first time since the surgery. My rescue cat, Ruby, seemed relatively pleased to have me back home. I called her my “rescue cat” so that I can visually remind myself that I chose to give her a home rather than allow her to languish in the Westchase Wilderness, where she would be exposed to coyotes, bobcats, speedi…
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