Looking for Space

Up in the mountains now where things are a little cooler.  Fresh air helps with the breathing, but the cats at the state border let me know that there is a crisis here.



There are some empty kennels.


I quietly check the dumpster the cat jumped out of.  It’s not empty.  The cat isn’t starving.  But is it safe?  As the cat moves from the dumpster to the exhaust pipe of the car, I open a can of tuna fish, and pull the open container of antifreeze out of the creek the cat would go to for water.

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