SO… its 25 degrees and windy outside. For the past 3 nights I’ve been hearing this horribly meowing (like a cry) SUPER loud. It sounded like a cat was in my room and I live on the second floor. So tonight… I decided to go on a mission to find the maker of this meow. Pitch black, 25 degrees, in my PJs, squatting in piles of leaves digging through a log pile in the back of a garage. If this isn’t an act of a true animal lover… than I don’t know what is.
PS… I’m deathly allergic to cats.
Oh and excuse my “French”… I was out there for over an hour