years ago I went to the pound looking for my pooch......He had been gone for a few days, lost hope.
While at the pound, my GF fell for another cute mutt. So, we took her home......
Pulled up in driveway and there sat pooch number one.
Then, I got drunk.
Today - soberly, those incidents seemed amusing. More proof of the sick mind.....
Glad kitty's ok - take my advice
One's to many and two's not enough
(drinks and pets.....)