The lone tabby in my yard of orange and white cats. Roscoe has been MIA for me the past few weeks (I only feed three days a week) and I was so excited to see him.
He’s been here since 2020 and has hated me since day one ha. The other feeders have seen him over the last few weeks, so I knew he was fine.
She’s experiencing major fomo but is covered in ringworm lesions so she can’t hang out. She has a lot to say about it all.
I lost steam by mile 15 (third big walk of the day) and got myself a doughnut - which was actually gross. Proud I got it done though, slow and steady today.
She’s covered in ringworm but seemingly happy that I got her out of the shelter!
I aim for ten miles a day and I love when I check late afternoon and I’m already over by seven. I work a 9-5 and schedule my daily walks to get my mileage. It’s very boring.
He always looks shocked to realize he woke up one day and his leg was missing.